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Still Going Strong After 61 Years!
I am married to Art, my high school sweetheart, my soulmate, the father of my children, and oftentimes a pain in my ass! I say this last part as a joke, but I think you can imagine this can happen. -
Sleeping with the Bridesmaids
This story is on a hearsay basis. In other words, I wasn’t there, but have had this story told to me several times and I think it is pretty funny and is one of my favorites for this family. -
59 Years and Counting
We got married quite young. I was engaged as a senior in high school. My fiancé at the time, now my husband of 59 years, was two years older than me. We had dated on and off since I was 15. Unbelievable. They said it would never last. -
Details Worth Remembering
For so many, their wedding day is one of the most memorable events of their life. For me, with my swiss cheese brain, the complete details are a bit lacking. I do, however, remember a few details worth mentioning.
Wedding shoes
I was adamant that I would NOT go barefoot at my reception regardless of how my feet felt. None of the shoes I found were anything that I liked, so I found a simple pair of white satin heels and applied beaded appliques. I hate it when brides are wearing a beautiful gown and then proceed to either barefoot or wear stupid comfortable shoes. So – even though my feet were killing me, I kept my wedding heels on for the duration of the day. (My toes were numb for the next week in Jamaica)