We all, ALL, should be graced with wonderful stories of love and happiness.
God bless true love!
My grandparents celebrated 60 years of marriage last weekend.
60 years of Good Morning, Goodnight, Turn off the light, No, you turn off the light, No, you, I was in bed first!, Fine! I’ll get up! Say… what’ll you give me for doing it? *wink wink*
Grandma says she met the Pennsylvania potato farmer in California while he was in the Navy, she living with a good friend and wanting to see a bit of the world outside of South Dakota.
He proposed two months later, and then had to leave for Hawaii for a year.
In the mind of a 19 year-old girl, that’s like… forever.
Her roommate, Betty, threatened to institutionalize her if she didn’t quit crying.
An eternity later he returned as promised, he married her, and within a year they created a little one, my Dad.
Three more babies came, homes changed, a business collapsed, and…
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