I met and married Wade Young, then things really get interesting. He is, how can I describe him? Unique, eccentric, talented just to start. He came along after I divorced my three children’s father. Candy was 15, Cindi 11 and Justin 9. I thought he was crazy for wanting to take us on, but he did. I will never forget our first date, he came to the house to pick me up and Candy come running down the hall pretending to ride a stick horse announcing ‘some cowboy dude is her for ya’. I wanted to crawl under a rock. The second date was worse, we had gone out for a cup of coffee and when I returned home, it was announced that Cindi was at the police dept. because her and her little girlfriend had been doing a bit of shopping without paying. I tried to let Wade off the hook right there and then but he would have none of it and took me to pick-up my little criminal. By the way, that turned out to be a very good lesson for Cindi. She has had no more run-ins with the law. They both are beautiful adults now and great mothers for the three grandkids we have.
So, after only a couple of months, we were married. We are getting ready to celebrate our 18th anniversary.
We have accomplished some rather unique feats. We have moved and refurbished several homes and had our own business’s. Built three motor homes and traveled all over the place. The only way I can describe how this all came about is to try to communicate the ‘Wadeism’ theory. The root of Wadeism is; it can’t be good unless it comes from the dumpster. Take for instance our first house in Texas. We had been talking about making up for lost time as far as owning a home, so Wade went to work. He found the ‘Old Fart’s (which he joined) at the local coffee shop in Canyon and one of them had just sold a piece of property that had an abandoned farm house on it. He gave it to Wade on the condition that it had to be moved off. He was excited and rounded me up to go see my new dream house. I wasn’t ready for that, I thought a big wrecking ball was a great start. Ever the optimist, I recanted my first comment and went to work. A few months later at a new address, we moved into my real dream home. It was a doll house with a loft bedroom and a huge plant room off the back. The loft bedroom had a huge walk-in closet and it’s own deck. When we sold it, cha-ching! I have been a devout follower in Wadeism ever since. STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!