Wedded Bliss

Today my parents are celebrating 47 years of marriage. By today's standards this is a huge milestone. Mom said "we're still counting, and still counting is good!" LOL

I feel very blessed to have been raised by the parents God gave me. So few people these days grow up in the stability I knew as a child. I never wanted for love and I was always supported in all that I did.

When I visited home a couple of years ago I was talking to my dad while we were out running a morning errand and asked him how he and Mom met. This was the story he told me:

"I was cruisin' in my powder blue convertible with dark blue interior and usually when I came to this one intersection, I would take the main road because it had a traffic light. Then, one time, I decided to go straight and go an extra block. At the end of that little street, there was a house and you would pull right up to it if you kept going straight and didn't turn."

He continued,

"I looked up to the house and on the porch was this girl, twirling a baton (Mom was a majorette!). I thought to myself 'she's cute', so being the brave man I was I went to my friend's house, picked him up and said 'c'mon with me'. As we were driving back to the cute girl's house, we saw her walking with a friend on the sidewalk. I pulled up to them and your mom said 'Hi Don!' and I was shocked because I didn't know her, but she obviously knew me. (Later Dad learned that Mom knew him because he had once dated her cousin.) The girls explained they were headed to the drugstore and I said 'hop in, I'll drive you down', and so they did! That was the day I picked your mom up!"

So, my dad was stylin' and cruising and literally picked up my mom! I think that's pretty cool!