The following is an excerpt from the book (this part is from an area where I am talking about some of the basic problems in the beginning of the marriage):
(In a new marriage)……..Food is seldom a major problem. The way the toilet paper is hung on the roller, over or under, is sometimes a simple problem. How folks dress in the privacy of their home has become an issue. Some families move around their homes in their underwear and think nothing about it, while others think it is not proper.
Some families freely ‘pass wind’ when amongst family members, to others it is gross. Then there are pajamas and gowns. To some of us, it is a useless piece of apparel, getting in the way and hiding good stuff, except when company is in the house. To others sleeping nude is gross. Between two becoming one these things are small bumps in the road that you are traveling to become one. Pajamas are something I have not owned in many years. You just don’t see many Marines and Sailors running around in PJ’s. When company comes I find some sweat pants and a T-shirt. Sherry sometimes still wears a gown to the bed, and then it comes off. I enjoy feeling the warmth of our bodies (among other things allowed by this process of two becoming one)……………….(unquote)
The book is a bright yellow, I was trying for a gold cover, but that was the closest I could find. The book has a little for everyone. It is a shot gun approach. Alittle abut divorce. A little about the widow and widower. Some jokes and I hope some sound financial advice for folk old and young.
Anyway we have been asked by young folk what is the secret of the long marriage. I guess it is simply the right mate and saying why not forever? I am not completely ignorant of the fact that some marriages can never last. Some people just cannot be faithful ( I don’t know why, they just cannot.)
I feel so heartbroken for the good marriages that are cut short by death, leaving a loving spouse, who cannot fathom: why did this happen to me?
Today, especially, I am very Thankful for my bride of over 53 years. So this is my Thanksgiving thankful prayer: “Thank you God for the perfect mate! And the great life.”
PS: A little Southern humor on Thanksgiving day:
The young man from Mississippi came running into the store and said to his buddy, "Bubba, somebody just stole your pickup truck from the parking lot!"