Today, as I watched my husband Rick install a brochure box on one of my yard signs, I reflected on how blessed I am to have him in my life. Nowadays I call Andy the Sign Guy when I need a yard sign installed. Soon afterwords (for a price!), a sign appears like magic and I get a text with a picture to prove it. It wasn't always so. In Colorado, I had my own sign inventory, they were metal framed signs and they needed to be pounded into the ground. Easy when you had a nice soft lawn. Rick was my sign guy, and I can't tell you how many times he pounded those metal signs into rock hard ground until they bent under pressure.
Today, he took a drive with me to Cataldo to put two screws into a brochure box to attach it to my sign post. Certainly something I could have handled! But the gesture was sweet, and I grabbed my camera to capture the moment in time. For 35 years he has been there to support me in everything I have ever done. Thank you Rick! You'll always be my favorite sign guy, and so much more!