No regrets

When my husband, Tom, gave his retirement sermon in our church in Buckley, his topic was “A man with no regrets.”

Not many people can say that of their lives, but he could.

Tom and I have many, many great memories in our 55 years together (50 married).

The greatest was serving the Lord for 42 years. Another was how each of our children came to us through adoption.

Over the years, Tom traveled to many states to teach pastors; he loved doing that.

He also had no regrets writing his book “The Grace Based Life”, which wasn’t an easy task, because use of scripture had to be very accurate.

Tom signed up for the U.S. Army after he buried a friend who was killed in Vietnam. He never regretted it.

Other seminary students and even the professors tried to talk him out of doing this ‘crazy thing,’ so they thought.

Had Tom not signed up for the Army we would never have gone to Ft. Dix and then to Ft. Leonard Wood which led us to the Presidio in San Francisco. There he would never have had the surprise of his life, when President Reagan (then governor) sang “Happy Birthday” to him personally. Their birthdays were two days apart.

There are too many highlights in Tom’s life to write them here, but Tom always said he never regreted marrying me. That was my “no regret.”