On Saturday of last week I buried my wife of 46 years and 8 months. I could write a few words, I could write a book, but all the words in the world would not do justice to Linda, her career as an educator and administrator, the love she had for her students, the love we had for each other, the love she had for her children and grandchildren, etc. She will be missed.

Which brings me to today, the first Monday, the first day of the first week of the rest of my life. A MAJOR chapter has been finished, the page has been turned, and blank pages lie before me. Join me, ride along with me and my indelible memories of Linda as I attempt to fill those pages with a combination of actual events and products of my wild imagination.