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I am walking in the heavens right now... I am so happy to announce that Melinda E. Stephens will be marrying none other than yours truly January 13th 2007 in Las Vegas... and no not with Elvis... Families are ecstatic and will hopefully be joining us for our special occasion... its safe to say I have never been happier and more sure of myself about anything in my entire life!

I Love you Mellie!

OHMYGAWD you are sweeet. :)

Congratulations to you both! :)

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Bobbo, if it makes YOU happy, Im all for it. You've been the only one I can count on for the longest while and I love ya like none other and I'll stand by you through thick and thin. Now let's get passed out!

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If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you

But make allowance for their doubting too,

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,

If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much,

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

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