I have been together with my very handsome husband for 29 years, married now for 23. We were engaged at the ages of 17 and 19. Obviously it took us a while to get married, but it worked out for the best. He is an awesome husband and a great father. Now, don’t get me wrong, there are days that he gets on my last nerve, but I am sure the feelings are mutual. He is a hard worker and an honest man. After spending 20 years in the National Guard/Active Army, he retired only to decide that he wanted to be a lineman. He spent three and a half very long years as an apprentice, starting at the age of 39. He is now a journeyman lineman and absolutely loves his job. He would give the shirt off his back and his last dollar away to someone in need. He is the kind of guy you could call on in the middle of the night to drive 2 states over for a favor. I guess that’s why he makes such a good lineman. He never turns down a call for overtime regardless of the weather and has spent countless holidays and special occasions in other states repairing lines and “digging holes and setting poles” as they say. Not to get mushy, but I love him more after 29 years than I could have ever imagined. He is my best friend, and some days my better half. So, here is a shout out to my hard working, blue-collar, fine-looking lineman. You still make my heart pitter patter!