I fell in love with a tennis pro . . .
It's hard to believe that thirty-five years ago today, I married James. We met at Oakwood Country Club in Enid, Oklahoma. At the time, I was overseeing the servers and banquet staff and James worked as the assistant tennis pro. As part of his compensation, the club allowed him to hit the daily lunch buffet. Here's where it gets interesting! So, I'm working in the club's main dining room one day and in walks this tall, tanned Adonis-looking stud. I'd just ended a long-time eng