On February 10th, my dear wife, Carrie, and I will mark the day of our 25th Wedding Anniversary.
A one room church at Hancock Chapel. That room was full of a great deal of love, family, friendship, and good will all around. It was 60 degrees that day!
In 25 years Carrie and I have made great friendships, said goodbye to many family members and friends, watched the boys go into harm’s way be it a war zone or a burning building, and have been from sea to shining sea. We found another home and friends in North Carolina that are there when we can get to them. We have lived through job changes. We had the best dog we could ask 14 years of. We saw more Moody Blues concerts than we deserved. Found a way to pay for studio time and musicians that allowed my music to become a part of our lives. Been to football games all over the country. I still tell the story of Carrie and me tossing a football on a new yet to be finished painted turf on a Thursday in The Rose Bowl. I told Carrie she just caught that pass where John Stallworth hauled one in over his head from Terry Bradshaw in Super Bowl XIV. She dropped the ball. She threw her hands up and said, “I’m done!” I’m convinced had I kept my shut we could have thrown there another half an hour. We have looked at The Statue of Liberty and were humbled by Ellis Island. We enjoy our back porch too.
We didn’t expect to see a Pandemic. We have. I hope we see the other side of it.
We didn’t expect to be in the crowd to hear Brian Wilson sing a new song that brought us to tears. We did and I am glad. Tanglewood Shed.
We did not expect to see planes fly into buildings in New York. We did. We have paid our respects there since.
We didn’t expect to drive through the Florida Keys. We did. Enjoyed Sloppy Joe’s and the music of Brian Hartman in Key West. Brian played some Moodies tunes for us
We didn’t expect to see Americans storm their own capitol. Did you? Lord, I hope not.
We didn’t expect to find the Harbor Town lighthouse. We did.
We didn’t expect to paint anything smaller than a room. We did.
We never thought we’d make it to Times Square. We did.
We never imagined this picture with Granny would mean so much. It does.
I never imagined we would be standing in front of Hill Street Blues station. We were. I’m still nervous looking at this. Yes. It was VERY cold in Chicago that day.
I never thought we would see The Herd every year for eleven years. We did. Just not this year and that was sad.
What can I say? I certainly expected us to get this picture with The Moody Blues one day.
The Best Day.
Another great day. There have been many. We press onward. Has it always been easy? No. But we have always had each other to pull us through. I must say that ECU Pirate shirt looks very natural on me. Just sayin.
I thank God for bringing us together.
Happy Anniversary to my sweet indeed!
Speaking the rights…
Danny Johnson