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My Best Bud's All Married & Stuff

When ya think about how you came to know your best friend, often you don't recall. But you're glad he or she is. Preston Everett has held that title for me since 7th grade. We've been through a heck of lot together. He's helped me in so many ways...helped make me the man I am today. Saturday (1/28) he got hitched!
That's Preston on the right, along with our dear friend Stephanie Tracy, and little ole me.

This was truly one of the best weddings I've had a role in. My best friend got married. Another good friend of ours married him. Several ole buddies had a chance to get together, reminisce, and even shoot off a fireworks show for the wedding party, family, and friends!

It was the first time we all had been together in the same spot for probably 10 years. Too much time to not be around good friends. As always, I love going back to Mississippi. This trip was mostly to be there for Preston and help get things ready and to "send him off," but I did get to visit a couple friends. I look forward to when Kim, Georgia, and I can return to the Magnolia State for good.

Preston & Stacey - may yours days and years be filled with faith, hope, and love.

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