see, with Garrett, everything's a competition. he's always competing with me over stuff. we even competed over who could sing the loudest rendition of "that's amore." i won. ...ok, i made that last part up.
Rayford Glynn Mays, Jr. was my father-in-law. He was born in 1921 in Birmingham, Alabama. My love and admiration for him runs very deep. He was a man of strong principles who made a significant difference for good in the lives of many underprivileged people throughout his life. His compassion for “the least of these” was genuine as indicated by his generous nature. I loved him very, very much. I married his son, after all! Following the death of his dear wife of 57 years, Matilda, we had the privilege of having him live with us. Sadly, after moving to a larger house to better accommodate him, he passed away after nine short months. We decided to name our home in his memory.
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Can you say stubbed toe?
actually... i think we were both "stub free." : )
fun times!
-G-
"I think you got about three feet of air that time."
see, with Garrett, everything's a competition. he's always competing with me over stuff. we even competed over who could sing the loudest rendition of "that's amore." i won. ...ok, i made that last part up.
You're darn right you made that last part up! I won! : )
Just when I was hoping Danny made the WHOLE thing up...
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