Till Death Do Us Part
"I, Angelique,Take you, Michael,To be my husbandTo have and to hold,From this day forward,For better, for worse,For richer, for poorer,In sickness and in health,To love and to cherish,’Till death do us part." Linda and I were among those sitting in church that day, in 1994, when her niece, Angie, said those words as…