Today marks not only the opening of Hurricane season, but the 13th anniversary of the day I cajoled Arthur into driving down to the south Dade courthouse and making it legal. Romance aside, [ahem] I’m very lucky to be married to someone like Artie.
Young Arthur was such a cutie:
He loves Motorcycles. The first one he built himself from a couple of baskets of parts. The second simply *had* to be torn apart several times, for reasons known only to fellow tinkerers.
Arthur also loves searching for things, as long as they aren’t on his desk. Treasure hunting, whether on the beach or in the mountains, is a passion.
I’m not saying he loves to bowl, but can do so if called upon.
Art loves to be generous.
Arthur loves his family.
Arthur loves to have fun…
…even if it means tearing things apart and putting them back together.
But best of all, Arthur loves me!
Happy Anniversary, honey! 
Happy Anniversary to Mr and Mrs Pamibe!! :P Have a good one!