It was in the fall of '45, I was a sophomore in High School. It was still the war years. I was beginning to notice other things than sports. Only a fortunate few had vehicles. If you partied, you walked or tried to get a ride to the function. Money was tight, the movies, bowling alley and pool room were the means of entertainment. Thus was the beginning of my quest for love.
I remember the first time we met. She was leaving the party as I was entering. I remember the Julia Roberts smile, long blonde hair on her shoulders and blue eyes. I had met other girls, but there was something about this one that made me feel different when our eyes met. I think I was bewitched at this first encounter.
We did not meet again for a while, but I thought of her often. Eventually we began "courting". The relationship between the two of us grew and we continued in our school years. She attended another High School, thus there was not an on campus relationship to contend with. I Guess this was a high school romance that bonded toward growing up into a more responsible step in life.
It was on the 1st day of September in 1950 that we said our vows and were married. It has not always been a rose covered path that we traveled. We survived and grew stronger. The "good old days" tempered our lives to let us appreciate life's offerings. As time passed we had children and life really changed. She stated we all needed to be in church and we went before the children were born and to be sure after.
Life has not always been as we would have wanted it. We appreciated the good times and suffered through the bad times. Through it all there has been one person who has kept the faith, pushed to get things going, raised our children, guided and suffered with one husband, enjoys the grandchildren, maintains the principles of motherhood, endures the pain of life's endowments and she is my loving wife. I truly believe she is the reason we are what and where we are today.
It is now the twilight years of our lives. The time for remembering when we were young and those times of togetherness of the relationship of a husband and wife. It is the 50th year of our journey through life. I would like to say HAPPY 5Oth to you Honey, the love of my life.
You have been a friend, wife, lover, companion, sounding board, mother of our children, keeper of the faith and a steadying influence in the lives of our family.
Dedicated to all who have survived to the Golden Years.
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