Sixty Four Years, WHAT?

 Somethings were New September 22, 1956:

 

1956 Ford hardtop...
 

Now today:

 Today, September 22, 2020, my best friend, my lover, my wife and I have been married for sixty-four years. I could never put into words what this sweet lady has meant to me.

She has birthed two sons. She was a real mother. She took to heart what here mama had said, “Every child needs a real breakfast, and it is the most important meal of the day.”

This sweet lady prepared a full breakfast every morning even when she was working full time. It was very seldom cereal or oatmeal. That may not mean much to most folks, but her sons remember it very well.

But that is not what I really remember. I remember a woman who was/is so sweet; loved and trusted her husband so much that she has followed me thru many career changes. She supported us when I was out of work for months. She stuck with me until I eventually found that career where I could finally fulfilled those irrational promises I made at 17 years of age.

 

We will eat at her favorite restaurant, “The Red Lobster”. WE will spend an evening remembering those years that mostly seemed to FLY by. BUT most of all I will tell her I love her more than life. I would love her if she wasn’t the most beautiful woman in the world. BUT SHE IS the most beautiful lady and I am the luckiest man in the world.

A little USMC info. At least a ½ to a ¼ of active duty personnel are on duty and alert 24/365. I had two weekends off, plus one short weekend (noon Sat-Monday) and one weekend I had to stay aboard the base.

WE planned to be married on a long weekend, but it didn’t work out. So we were married on a short weekend. I left the Camp Lejeune at noon Saturday and we were married by Justice of the Peace Nunn, in York, SC at about 7:30 that evening.

 

 

 

She will read this and say I’m not beautiful, honey I am an old woman. Strange that, the girl doesn’t see what I see. I still see the girl I married 64 years ago, and she is still absolutely gorgeous.

 Nite Shipslog