Allie reading a poem Michael had written for Maury
My son and my father
With my son, David
Never has it been more obvious that my husband, Terry, and brother, Jerry, are soulmates than at this wedding. Had it not been for Jerry's handwritten letter to Terry asking that he come, he might not have even made the trip. They were two peas in a pod for most of the weekend. When Jerry said their relationship was like his with Bill McFarland, his childhood best friend that died in Vietnam, I knew that this was serious business.