My husband and I will be celebrating our 32nd anniversary in December.
Whenever I hear this song, I think of you Dave...
Like A Rock, by Bob Seger
I was eighteen
I was eighteen
Didn't have a care
Working for peanuts
Not a dime to spare
But I was lean and
Solid everywhere
Like a rock
My hands were steady
My eyes were clear and bright
My walk had purpose
My steps were quick and light
And I held firmly
To what I felt was right
Like a rock
Like a rock, I was strong as I could be
Like a rock, nothin ever got to me
Like a rock, I was something to see
Like a rock
Twenty years now
Where'd they go?
Twenty years
I don't know
Sit and I wonder sometimes
Where they've gone
And sometimes late at night
When I'm bathed in the firelight
The moon comes callin' a ghostly white
And I recall
Like a rock, standin' arrow straight
Like a rock, chargin from the gate
Like a rock, carryin' the weight
Like a rock
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