River: Remembering the FlowerCat: 48
Forty-eight years ago today, Colleen and I exchanged wedding vows and rings at the altar of University Lutheran Church in Palo Alto, next to the Stanford campus. Neither of us was a Lutheran, but we had been going to the singles dinner at the church for several years, so it was an obvious choice of venue. We catered the reception ourselves; it included a side of smoked salmon, mini-bagels, and a barrel of home-made pickled mushrooms.
My parents didn't think it would last, but we stayed together "in sickness and in health,..." until her death finally parted us on July 12, 2021.
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Thanks! Hugs are (almost?) always welcome.
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Thanks!
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Thanks! hugs back. Starting to...
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A lot of times folks don't think a marriage will last when the couple come from very different backgrounds. My mother's parents didn't think my parents' marriage would last, but it did.