Thirty years ago today the Lovely Mona and I stood in front of family and friends in the chapel of Saratoga Federated Church and made solemn vows to take each other as husband and wife, to have and to hold from that day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until we are parted by death. Many of our friends had never been to a wedding held inside, especially inside a church, 'cuz that was back when everybody got married outside, barefoot with flowers in their hair. Our friends were also shocked that we had a string quartet playing at the reception rather than some noisy rock band. That bunch of friends, so easily shocked and surprised, are probably surprised that we are still married, as they gave the Lovely Mona a year until she would be so disgusted with me that she kicked me out. Surprise, surprise!!
Well, there have been times when I have disgusted her a bit, but not enough to kick me out the door. So far we've had good times and not so good times, but we've been in good time mode for quite a while. It's too bad that our anniversary falls in Holy Week this year, but Holy Week was made for humans, not humans for Holy Week, so I'm not going to worry about it.
Our wedding photos are at our place in the U.S.A. However, you can choose from one of the following and imagine what it was like on March 18, 1978, in Saratoga, California, the day before Palm Sunday. One of the photos is bound be an almost accurate portrayal!
Happy Anniversary, Lovely Mona. I love you.