Today, May 25, marks exactly 44 years since I married a strong, wonderful young woman named Janet McCain. We were both still a couple of months' shy of our 19th birthdays. On that happy day 44 years ago, neither of us two naive teenagers could ever have predicted the incredible roller coaster ride that lay ahead for us. It almost seemed over before it began when Janet faced a harrowing battle with spinal cancer in our first year of marriage. But she beat that disease, and we went on to share so many adventures together: raising 3 children; enduring changes of careers in broadcasting, the pastorate, then the brutal world of politics and ultimately back to broadcasting.
We’ve been so broke, we literally ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and canned soup every day. And we’ve been so blessed as to build a house of our dreams and be able to give away far more than we ever dreamed of earning. We are unbelievably blessed with six awesome grandkids that you will surely agree are beautiful, and two faithful and loving dogs, who do absolutely nothing. But they do give us joy and laughter. Janet has put up with a lot, but she has been a steadfast, loving, and wonderful wife and mother.
We got good advice at the beginning of our marriage—never consider divorce as a means of solving our problems. And in the 44 years since, we never have. We’ve considered murder a few times, but never divorce! So to my wife, here is the top headline of the day: I offer you my love, appreciation, and best wishes for another 44 years!