By Clint Younts

Last week, my wife and I celebrated our 42nd wedding anniversary. Oh, don’t go congratulating me; I don’t deserve a lot of credit. It was my wife who married a wild-eyed cowboy and tolerated me for over four decades. I suppose she might claim to have domesticated this ol’ polecat along the way, and she might be right. Anyhow, I have 42 years of blissful marriage under my belt and have nary one regret for saying “I do” back in June of 1980. But today&r...