June 9. What a day . . . what a beginning. INLE is, to this point, 98% dependent on the success of this day several years ago. We’re damn glad it worked out . . . in the most obvious “we’re here to write about it” way.
We’re going to lose the collective “we” for a bit. I can’t say enough about the people involved with this particular post. Amazing folks. Support, advice, unconditional love (obviously with some of the material/language used herein) and a “giving” that’s not at all that typical. I appreciate it. Truly. It’s been noted.
Love, commitment, trust and faith to/in one another is something worth celebrating every year. Legitimate hugs and manly INLE kisses to you both.
The Beach Boys were a constant for this youngster . . . and a damn good one. If you put the fear of God into The Beatles with one album, you were onto something. Here’s a couple for the couple that made this whole INLE mess possible (/hopes there’s no regrets from those directly responsible).
You know it seems the more we talk about it, it only makes it worse to live without it . . . but . . . let’s talk about it. Wouldn’t it be nice? Yep. Sure is.