On 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
kids. 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
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
This is just another way or saying: Don't choose a permanent
solution to a temporary problem.
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