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Dodge city, Kansas

Circa 1876

“Making Memories Of Us”

Matt knocked off work early. Things in town seemed calm; Dodge would survive his absence. Miss Kitty, his former girlfriend, watched as he rode out of town…..”(6.) One More Night without Matt…….” She was still broken hearted over losing him to Sunshine MacGillicutty. ” Will he ever return to me?” The windchimes outside her window seemed to say, (4)”never.” “My love,” she cried out. Kitty watched as he disappeared from sight……”Ooooh, Matt.” She raised her glass of brandy as if to toast the fading memory of their love..( 2.) “To Know Him is to Love Him.”

Matt rode out to Sunshine’s farm, just 2 miles south of town.

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Matt always felt a veil of peace and contentment fall around him whenever he was here. He loved the flowers and the lovely lake. He loved the serenity……But what he loved most was his Sunshine.

Ever since she had come to Dodge, Matt’s heart had flown the coop!! He fell for her the day he first saw her get off the stagecoach. He smiled as he remembered how “helpful” he had been. He did everything except throw his coat over the muddy spots in the road.

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Yep…..Matt was in love.

As he rode up to the farmhouse, he expected Sunshine to come running out, throwing her arms around him and singing his name. This time there was silence. He went inside, hoping she was waiting for him in bed.He couldn’t find her anywhere. “She must be at the lake.” Matt went down the path that led to the most beautiful lake he had ever seen:

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As he got closer, he saw her. He expected to see her frolicking in the water with their animals or maybe swinging from the vine they had fixed up. Sunshine was so filled with the joy of life. Matt knew something was wrong. Sunshine was walking in a way he had never seen :

Matt:”Hi, baby. What’s wrong?” Sunshine looked up. He could see she had been crying. He walked over to her and held her close to him.

Matt:”What is it, darlin’?”

She told him that she had received a package that afternoon. It contained some of her husband’s personal items. John MacGillicutty had been killed in the war….Gettysburg, Pickett’s Charge.All these years later someone had located a satchel that had belonged to him.

Sunshine got out his journal. She read one of the entries, dated July 1, 1863……Written just 3 days before the bloody tragedy:

My Dearest Sunshine,

If I should not survive the impending battle, there are some things I need to tell you. I loved you from the moment you first spoke my name. When you accepted my marriage proposal, you made me the happiest man in the world. Although I am engaged in this God forsaken war, I am still the happiest man in the world. (3.) A Thousand Stars are over my head as I write you this little missive. I wonder….Are we both looking at the same star right now? It gives me comfort to believe that this is possible. I don’t worry (5.) Anymore about the outcome of battles. I keep my head low, keep my powder dry and follow orders.

Sunshine,if it is God’s will that I be taken from this life, prematurely, I will bow to His will; Knowing we will be reunited one day.

Please take very good care of yourself, my darling wife. Keep the memories of our love in your heart and remember always, I shall love you long after this life is over.

Forever Yours, John

Matt wiped tears from his eyes as he listened. He watched as she gently closed the journal . They stood there holding each other……Both were crying.

MattL:”Baby?” She looked at him. “I love you, too. And I promise you this. I promise I will spend the rest of my life (1.) Making Memories of ……….. us.”

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When “Making Memories of us” I often find I need “One More Night” with “A Thousand Stars” and our favorite song “Never My Love” playing softly. Many people tell me that you are not right for me, I just reply “To Know Him is to Love Him” and

I can’t stay away from you “Anymore”.

Hey Sarge,

We are on an adventure, day by day making memories of us. Though I was a skeptic to my core, as He revealed His heart to me along the way, I fell deeply in love because it is true, to know Him is to love Him. He is perfect in every way. He is an amazing man through and through. I feel so safe when I am in his presence. His face shines brighter than a thousand stars. Never my love will be misused again now that I have given my heart to Him. I will never be alone again, not even for one more night.

This is a true story by the way.

I hope you will bless and be blessed.

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Okey Doke, but I want the 10 points ;-).

To know him is to love him? Never my love! A thousand stars making memories of us one more night I found my thrill on blueberry hill.

We met a a church picnic with the boom box playing,”Making Memories of Us”. We danced to,” To Know Him is to Love Him” while the sky was lit up with ” A Thousand Stars”.

But I asked,”Will I see you again” to which she replied,”Never My Love” for I cannot see you,” Anymore”. My heart belongs to a man who serves his country in a faraway land!

” One More Night “, I pleaded in vain, but she just repeated that sad refrain,”Never My Love”.

“For you see, she was just leading me along the whole time! I was just a friend…a friend who could never really be her lover!”

One day this fellow was making memories of us using a xylophone. He wasnt the most accomplised musician, but as my mom says to know him is to love him, so we allowed him to try one more night to get it right. There had to be a thousand stars that night, while he played away under our window. “Alas, my love” i said to my wife upon the stroke of midnight, he will never write any song as fine as our own memories…………

to know him is to love him only one more night together, making memories of us, a thousand stars will never be enough, anymore. never my love will we be apart again, never.

Lol! I am blushing and I can’t think when I blush!

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