That headline is a famous quote, I'm sure. I'm not sure, however, of its origin.

I do, however remember some of the more literately astute of my high school graduating class using that as a slogan under their photo in the yearbook.

Never has it been as true as my schedule, it would seem.

In the past week, I have had the opportunity to cover basketball games, wrestling championships, take pictures of beaver colonies, and I even had the pleasure of photographing the Governor as he dedicated a new elementary school in Lowndes County (the latter for a sister newspaper).

But you know what? I wouldn't trade it for anything. Nothing is better than variety, and in this business, I have found that there are about 57 different flavors (sorta like Heinz and their sauces).

It wouldn't be very hard to have forgotten the most important day of the year, but I would not have been worth my own weight in salt if I had.

You see, today (Tuesday) marks the second anniversary of my marriage to my wife, Cindy.

To be honest, I had the day circled on more than one calendar, so that no matter which one I looked at, I couldn't forget it.

But seriously, it marks a very special day for me, and I would be remiss if I didn't take a moment to acknowledge my "Rock of Gibraltar".

Cindy is the one that waits up for me at night whether I am covering a ballgame, or loading a web page, or just working late at the office on a story that needs to meet a deadline.

She is the one that supports me, without reservation, and also the one that steers me in the right direction when I wander off of the path.

If I come home a little bit grouchy, she sets me straight, and calls me back to my senses.

Everyone should have somebody like my wife, but, sorry guys, this one's taken, I'm proud to say.

In the news business, sometimes people get angry at the printed word, because it publicizes truth, and matters of public record, to satisfy that right to know' that we all, as American citizens possess.

And with that anger, comes then need to vent off some steam".

People do occasionally do that, even here, on my telephone.

But when I get too bogged-down, Cindy is there to throw me a lifeline, and pull me out of the ditch, so to speak.

Having rambled on with my ramblings, I will say that this has been a great year, one of That headline is a famous quote, I'm sure. I'm not sure, however, of its origin.

I do, however remember some of the more literately astute of my high school graduating class using that as a slogan under their photo in the yearbook.

Never has it been as true as my schedule, it would seem.

In the past week, I have had the opportunity to cover basketball games, wrestling championships, take pictures of beaver colonies, and I even had the pleasure of photographing the Governor as he dedicated a new elementary school in Lowndes County (the latter for a sister newspaper).

But you know what? I wouldn't trade it for anything. Nothing is better than variety, and in this business, I have found that there are about 57 different flavors (sorta like Heinz and their sauces).

It wouldn't be very hard to have forgotten the most important day of the year, but I would not have been worth my own weight in salt if I had.

You see, today (Tuesday) marks the second anniversary of my marriage to my wife, Cindy.

To be honest, I had the day circled on more than one calendar, so that no matter which one I looked at, I couldn't forget it.

But seriously, it marks a very special day for me, and I would be remiss if I didn't take a moment to acknowledge my "Rock of Gibraltar".

Cindy is the one that waits up for me at night whether I am covering a ballgame, or loading a web page, or just working late at the office on a story that needs to meet a deadline.

She is the one that supports me, without reservation, and also the one that steers me in the right direction when I wander off of the path.

If I come home a little bit grouchy, she sets me straight, and calls me back to my senses.

Everyone should have somebody like my wife, but, sorry guys, this one's taken, I'm proud to say.

In the news business, sometimes people get angry at the printed word, because it publicizes truth, and matters of public record, to satisfy that right to know' that we all, as American citizens possess.

And with that anger, comes then need to vent off some steam".

People do occasionally do that, even here, on my telephone.

But when I get too bogged-down, Cindy is there to throw me a lifeline, and pull me out of the ditch, so to speak.

Having rambled on with my ramblings, I will say that this has been a great year, one of learning experiences, and also of humbling ones.

I eagerly look forward to the years to come, as they promise to be just as enlightening and fullfilling as the past two have been.

Until next week, from out in Deep Left Field, stay safe, and be thankful for that which you have.