That's my Mom, Jean and my Dad, Bud on the day they married. All that I know is that it was March 1st. I don't know the year. My Dad was a Hydraulic Engineer for the government and my Mom was still in high school. The met when my Dad came into town one week while he was on a job assignment. My grandparent's owned a little country store in Alabama and my Dad stopped in for a Coca~Cola. They met that day and saw each other every night that week. When it came time for Dad to leave my mother told her parent's that she was going with him. She was so young that that's my Papa with them because he had to go sign for her to get married. They are standing on a bridge somewhere in Helena, Alabama.
My Dad passed away on a Sunday morning very unexpectedly at the age of 45 on June 6, 1976. My mother passed away on August 7, 1977 at the age of 41. My Papa that is standing with them left this earth in 1978. I was 13, 14 and 15 years old respectively.
My darling Grandmother, Christine came to live with us, as there were 4 of us and not many people can take on 4 children. She was my rock. She held us together and wiped my tears when I cried.......especially for my Daddy because I was the only girl and we all know that all girl's are Daddy's girl's.......
Anyway, Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad. I know that you are together. It has been many, many years and yet it seems like only yesterday. I know that you are together and happy and that is what I want for you.......to be together and happy. I miss you though........
This last snapshot is one in honor of my Dad who was a wounded Korean War Veteran. He drove an ammo truck to the front line and on the way back from the run, he and his buddies ran over a mine. Had they run over that mine when the truck was full of ammunition they would have all been killed. As it was, only he and one of his buddies survived and both got Purple Hearts. When he died, he was given full military honors and we still have the flag that was draped over his casket. This one's for you Daddy.
*****"Every man has his secret sorrow which the world knows not: and often time we call a man cold when he is only sad"*****
~~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~~
Steady On
Reggie Girl
