My husband is a pretty cool guy. I've never known a bigger fan of music ~ it is truly the one thing (besides me - ha!) that he is most passionate about in life. If he could have things his way, our house would be a shrine to his favorite bands. Unfortunately, his taste in decorating does not mesh well with mine. To compromise, he is allowed creative control over a spare bedroom in our home, and the garage. I took this photo of his wall of Rock t-shirts, which are hanging up in the garage. They are reminders of past concerts he attended in the 80's and 90's. He actually keeps a scrapbook of ticket stubs from every show he has gone to. He also has an amazing memory that allows him to recall, on any given day, who played what, when, where and with whom. I'm just astounded that he can remember these details, but he can't keep track of his keys, eyeglasses or cell phone.
To know him is to love him . . . and I do!