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 Deb's my wife. We met in the working
environment in 1991, fell in love during the first year, and have been
passionately and energetically involved in each other’s lives ever
since.
In August of 1996, we were married on a bluff at the
Little River Inn overlooking the
beach at Van Damme and the Little River Cove. It was a
marvelous celebration highlighted by a multi-state power outage that hit 10
minutes before the ceremony began. Our dinner reception was by candlelight with
a classical string quartet. The DJ responsible for dance music worked using a
boom box borrowed from one of the inn’s employees until power finally came
back on. We had a blast and it’s proven a fitting start to married life
together.
My involvement with Deb has also given me the opportunity to
be a step-parent to a young lady of remarkable potential and
astounding stubborness. It’s been a real challenge.
Obviously, there’s no separating a slice of my life that
doesn’t include some part of Deb. I would have it no
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