When I married Bob, August 27th, 1974, I only stood 5 feet tall – I was short enough that when it rained, Bob could pull me close against him, and tuck my head under his arm to keep my head dry. LOL
I LIKED Bob feeling all masculine and protective towards me – so, I never told him I liked walking in the rain: and I never protected my head from the raindrops when he wasn’t around ;-)
