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impressive to a ten-year-old!
    Two things about that visit to Willie’s house caught my attention. First was the fact that Phil told me what a good husband he would be as soon as I walked in the door. Second was that Phil and Miss Kay had a sign on their bedroom door that read HONEYMOON SUITE . Of course I did not say anything, but even then I was surprised at how blatant they were about their honeymooning. Now,because of Duck Dynasty , millions of people know that Phil and Kay freely discuss that aspect of their lives.
    After that night, I did not see Willie again for another two years. Seeing the guy who had captured my heart once every two years was hard on my love-struck young self. Thankfully, the Robertsons finally joined our church when I was in seventh grade. All the girls were immediately interested in Jase and Willie, not only because they were new but also because they were good-looking and they were genuinely nice guys.
    Willie finally asked me out on our first real date—if we don’t count the moonlight hike—when I was in the eleventh grade. At that time, because he had not been nice to one of my friends a few years earlier, I didn’t go out with him. She had given him money to buy her a soft drink on a church trip, and he bought baseball cards instead. Of all the nerve! Willie went on to date other people and so did I.
    Not long after Christmas during my senior year in high school, in 1990, Willie and I saw each other at the mall. Without ever saying anything, we both seemed to know we would see each other again. Things had changed. I called him a couple of days later, knowing I needed to be the one to reach out to him since I was the one who had rejected him previously. I had to leave a message for him and was thrilled when he returned my call the next day. We went to lunch at Bonanza that day, and by the end of January 1991, we were definitely dating. And we were serious.
    I W ASN’T G OING TO M ISS T HIS O PPORTUNITY
    In the fall of 1991, I was preparing to go to college at Harding University in Searcy, Arkansas. I was hoping to convince Willie to join me, but he was attending seminary school at our church and was not the least bit interested in going to college or leaving West Monroe. He did not want me to go either, but I had wanted to go to Harding since I was a little girl. Both my parents had gone there, and I had an academic scholarship. This was a tough decision, but I decided it was an opportunity I did not want to pass up, so Willie and I broke up before I left for school.
    A few weeks later, in September, Willie called me and said he wanted to get back together. I knew in my heart that I loved him and wanted to get back together, too, but I was not quite ready to tell him, so I said I would call him back the next day. When I did, I simply said, “Let’s get back together.” That was the last time we ever broke up. About a month later, we decided we were ready to get married.
    My engagement to Willie did not go over well with my parents. They had nothing against Willie, but they had a lot against our getting married so young. I was barely eighteen! A huge argument between Willie and my parents, complete with shouting on both sides, took place at Alan and Lisa’s house, where Willie was living at the time.
    My parents are not yellers. I actually do not remember an argument like that with my parents before or since that night. I am glad I wasn’t there to witness it, but I realize that tempers were high because everyone involved really loved me and wanted the best for me. They simply did not agree on what “the best” was.
    The argument did not end well. Willie called to tell me just how badly it went. And then something surprising happened: My parents called me and said, “If you’re determined to do this, we’re going to support you.” I was, they did, and they’ve never stopped.
    My parents threw Willie and me a big, beautiful wedding on January 11, 1992. We had ice sculptures and