This photo is of my husband Ray, pictured here in 1965.
He grew up in east Tennessee..... a keen sportsman and well liked at school.
His father passed on to Glory when he was thirteen years old, leaving him as head of the home.
His mother depended on him and he never let her down.
At eighteen Ray joined the Marine Corps and headed out to boot camp in California.
He served and was wounded in Vietnam and still carries many of his emotional and physical scars.
He served his country and always defended what was right.
Ray's mother was very proud of him, and deserved to be.
As a mother her morals reflected in the conduct of her son.
Ray believes in God and His promises to him.
My prayer today is, that everyone who reads this realises how special they are to their Father in Heaven...
Don't give up, keep going, do the right thing in life, and God will reward you if you belong to Him.