If my memory serves me well, in 1969 while driving in the Harbor Freeway, a long-time Vietnam Veteran navy friend Nick chased and honked at me. We got together and invited me for a christening party. There I met a gorgeous lady name Iris Samia. My first attempt to let her know I was interested, she flat out said "don’t waste your time……you don’t have a chance ……. I already have a boyfriend". Little did I knew, she didn’t like navy guys.
In my mind, I pictured her being my wife. But how? From that day on, I wrote her letters – one in the morning, one at noon, and one at night before going to sleep everyday, rain or shine. I send flowers whenever possible. I wrote the funniest stories of my navy life. I did all these without expecting anything back, because she told me I don’t have a chance. I just knew I have faith in God.
More than a year past, no response. Thereafter, things between Iris and I started to change, progressive fondness sprouted, and then a love affair. On January 22, 1973, Iris and I got married. Like any other married couple, we encountered many ups and downs. Through it all, God and family kept us together. On May 5,1975, our son Geoff was borne. Eight years later, our daughter Richelle was borne on January 3, 1983.
September 30, 2001, Iris’s bout with Ovarian Cancer prompted a new chapter of our love affair. Our Wedding Vows have kept us together in good times and in bad times, in sickness and in health, until death do us part, so help us God.