“If you are a half hour late I’m out of here, you will find me at the bar.” Those were the last words I heard from Freddy on the morning of 11-11-01 before I said the words “I Do.” The clouds parted and the rain stopped for the half hour we were married out on a cliff at the Bacara in Santa Barbara. Today he is taking me to the prison called Alcatraz with our kids. I think it is kind of appropriate after sixteen years of marriage in some funny way. Happy Anniversary Freddy, I love and adore you and I love how much we laugh together – it is the best medicine and one of the reasons we are still together ❤️