They met on New Years Day on Grouse Mountain 1950. The little photo of my dad, taken that day, is in my mom's photo album, cut in the shape of a heart.
When they married, they could barely afford their wedding.
400 people were in attendance because my dad was a popular church youth pastor. The wedding cake was $15. The wedding dress was borrowed. The wedding feast was sandwiches and desserts that the ladies of the church provided.
Because they couldn't afford to pay for the cleanup, they spent the morning after the wedding doing ALL the dishes all by themselves and cleaning up the hall they used for the reception.
They went for their honeymoon by train to Mount Hood where they spent a week at Timberline Lodge for $46.
They are still together after all that time, living on their own, my dad 82 this year and my mom 80 this year.
They can't believe the time that has gone by and the fact that they are still alive. My mom told me on the phone tonight that they thought, when they were that young, they would never live to see 65.
Amazing. Where has time gone?

1 comment:
Oh how beautiful of a testimony to still be married and living on their own. Amen! And what a beautiful picture near the Coke machine.
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