My paternal grandparents celebrated their 50th. wedding anniversary in May, 1969, which means they were married in 1919 when my grandfather was 21 and my grandmother was just shy of 16…
newspaper clipping from Navasota Examiner in May, 1969
(Grimes County, Texas newspaper)
They shared a 60th anniversary ten years later, but my grandmother died in May, 1983 which put them a year shy of their 65th.
Today in 2018 they would be a year shy of their 100th. wedding anniversary. Imagine.
One of the great regrets of my life is that I was living in Seattle, Washington when they celebrated that golden wedding anniversary. I missed a special family celebration to honor two people who loved me unconditionally and exerted such a powerful influence on me in my early years.
That influence lives on in my memories, my daily life and, hopefully, my character reflects their best qualities. They were a remarkable combination – just shy of perfection to me.