Today is Motor Man’s parents’ anniversary. They’ve been married 69 years. Sixty-nine years. That’s a milestone not many couples reach.
On their wedding day in 1942:
Theirs is an interesting story: they married when she was 15, he was 20. He shipped overseas (World War II) when Motor Man was just a few days old and returned 16 months later. They’ve raised four children and have always been very active in their community. Years ago, they travelled quite a bit, both in the U.S. and to many foreign countries. In recent years, they’ve become inseparable and are rarely out of each other’s sight.
Yesterday, they celebrated their anniversary with a little informal party at home.
They cut the wedding cake.
And drank champagne.
I didn’t get many pictures of their guests, focusing instead on them. Motor Man’s sister took this as we were leaving.
When I think of their children and grandchildren, their spouses, and the three great grandchildren, I’m reminded of the little saying:
“All because two people fell in love.”
these days of mine 