On this 11th day of the month of Thanksgiving I am thankful for my wife Madge. She has loved me, stood by me through thick and thin, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as she is an encouragement to me.
For over forty six years she has tolerated me when I was very unloving, or unkind to her. I love her more than my own life, and I thank our Creator for her every day.
Thankful from the banks of Flat Creek,