Love of My Life #1
I decided to start a new blog series highlighting the loves of my life. You have to understand that the word "love" is being used quite loosely here, in most of the cases.
Love of my life #1 was Kelly Yancey. We were in the toddler class together at 3rd and Central Church of Christ in Lovington, New Mexico in the early '70s. I don't know what it was about Kelly, other than the fact that he was a cute little blond-haired kid who was, for the most part, potty-trained, but I decided that he was the one I should marry. Then I turned three and we moved away.
Years later, Kelly and I were freshmen together at ACU. I told him who I was and that I had had big plans for us at one time. Every time he saw me on campus, he'd put his arm around me and announce, "Hey everybody, this is my wife!"
Halfway through our sophomore year, Kelly left ACU, went home and married a girl named Kelly. So I suppose Kelly and Kelly Yancey are living happily ever after somewhere. I hope so. He really was a nice guy.