11 years ago (June 2nd, 2006) my first wife, Melinda, committed suicide.
It's weird in the fact that I reflect on where I was then compared
to where I am today. I am out of a wheelchair and not using
crutches, I got remarried to another wonderful, beautiful woman and I have 3 great
kids and one mediocre one. I am very blessed, but would love to
spend one more minute with Melinda.
My faith in God has deepened and grown since Melinda's death. The
biggest lesson I have learned since that awful day is this:
Melinda's death had ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with me, it was between Melinda and God.
The juxtaposition of these two pictures is heartbreaking;
I have produced many video tributes to Melinda which I put on my
Throwback pictures from 1988;
This is the actual butterfly I write about in my book;
I will always love the city of Memphis, Tennessee.
The best BBQ was in our neighborhood
Melinda worked the line at FedEx briefly in 2002 and 2003. Her boss
gave us a wedding present in the form of a donation to the Mid-South
Heisman in the West Des Moines apartment 1989
We bought our wedding rings at this pawn shop (kinda romantic, eh?)
The price scrawled on the back was $53.53