About My Sweetheart

Wayne, my husband, is the best thing that ever happened to me. We were married September 30, 1977 and he not only took on a wife, but 2 little children who needed a daddy. He has loved them just like his own 3 biological children. He has been a wonderful husband and father. He has treated me like a queen (just as my own dad treated my mother) and he has never been abusive to our children. He got obedience out of them by just speaking, never physical punishment.
He moved our family to Idaho in 1979 to a dairy farm and I'm sure my mother (a very culturally refined lady) rolled over in her grave that day, but my dad (born and raised in Lynndyl, Utah) probably loved it! It was the best move for our family. Our children grew up with chores on the farm to do and no extra time to get in trouble.
Now that we are alone, he tries to take me places - around our home area, that is - and include me. He isn't much to travel...quite a homebody! I was very proud of him as he served as bishop of our ward. He put his entire being into that calling at the expense of the farm, but the members and youth loved him! I'm afraid that he works way too hard on the farm and would like to see him able to slow down, maybe retire, so we could serve an LDS mission while we are somewhat "young". I love you, husb. From your wiff.