Inspirational Story Dedicated to the Memory of a Special Woman
My precious wife, Ann Hopkins Boulton, whom I always called "my Annie," is the only person I can dedicate this inspirational story too. She was the most loving and giving woman I have ever known. She was that way since the day I met her. She encouraged me to create my inspiring religious print.
We met at Alfred University in 1956, her senior year and my junior year. She and I waited on table at The Brick, a woman's dorm, to pay for our meal plans. She and I were dating other people at that time, but we found we could talk to each other about the difficulties we were having with those relationships.
We enjoyed the freedom to discuss anything and began to build a relationship that encouraged each of us to break up with those we had been dating. We were almost like sister and brother at the beginning, but then, we began to think more seriously about a long-term relationship.