Below is my favorite photograph of Linda Powajbo Bosco, my teenage bride, mother of our son Joseph, and my beautiful, loving wife from 1968 until 2001. Today is her birthday. I have had much reason to think of her recently, with love; although she will hate the thought and sentiment. That's okay, because no one we know mutually will tell her the post is here, upon her orders.
Happy Birthday, Linda
Linda Bosco - Smoky Mountains, Christmas 1981
Yes, she still thinks that badly of me. Who can blame her? Not I. From the recent pictures I have seen, she is still as beautiful as that Friday night in early October, 1964, outside the Ocean Springs Community Center, when she got into the backseat of my car with a group of her friends from that hotshot high school across the Bay. We small-time yokels had just won another big football game, and they were 'slumming.' First I heard her voice, then I turned around...
