Life with the Colonel

by Nancy Thompson

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I think my husband Tim is wonderful.  He’s handsome, sweet, funny, brave, devoted and kind.  He spoils me and he’s really a wonderful guy.  No, really, he is. He’s always had a mustache but he recently grew a goatee.  Several of our friends have them.  Even the word is just kind of gross.  I hate it and tell him so every time he asks me.  Pushing 62, and now resembling Colonel Sanders, I’ve taken to calling him “The Colonel,” but just to myself mind you. The Colonel will be a great swelling well of stories, a never ending tale.  After all, we’ve been married for nearly 30 years.  So, when something comes up, I’ve decided to write about him and our adventures together; small and great, good or bad.