{"id":11759,"date":"2022-07-07T02:43:19","date_gmt":"2022-07-07T02:43:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/?p=11759"},"modified":"2022-07-07T02:44:03","modified_gmt":"2022-07-07T02:44:03","slug":"fifty-four-year","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/?p=11759","title":{"rendered":"Fifty-four Years"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>  Tomorrow, July 7, 2022 my husband, David and I will celebrate fifty-four years of marriage.  I can&#8217;t believe it.  Fifty-seven years ago I was a sixteen year old girl, minding my own business, going to the Dairy Queen at noon with my girlfriends from school when I saw him.  The most handsome boy I had ever seen.  A haircut in a burr while most boys were wearing Beatle haircuts, wearing a leather jacket and smoking a cigarette.  It was my best friend&#8217;s cousin who was living with her family after his parents moved to the Virgin Islands. He did not want to go.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>  That Friday at a football game, he sat behind me and my friends and I thought he was interested in my girlfriend, Carol.  Little did I know. That Sunday his cousin invited me to go to a movie, Joy in the Morning, with her and David and my mother said I could go.  Let&#8217;s just say the day ended with some kisses and I was in love.  Even my mother noticed that something had happened to me that day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>  David and I dated all through his senior year and my junior year.  Then he went into the military, but we knew we were going to get married one day.  I went to college a year because my parents expected me to, but I knew I wanted to be married and have a family.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>  We were married by two pastors so we really are married.   We spent our honeymoon at Traverse City, Michigan where David&#8217;s grandparents and other family lived.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>  The years passed so quickly. First one, then two and eventually three children joined our family and I had my big house and was extremely happy.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>  Sure, there have been some hard times, some sad times, some times when I felt like I wanted to quit, but David always was there to pick me up and keep me going.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>  I have been blessed to be married to one of the nicest men in the world who loves me completely.  Not a day goes by that he doesn&#8217;t tell me I&#8217;m beautiful and that he loves me.  I try to do the same for him except handsome instead of beautiful.  He really is the most handsome man to me even now. Sexy, too, if I can embarrass my children a little bit by writing this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>  So, David, if you are reading this, Happy Anniversary.  I love you and you have made my life worth living.  Let&#8217;s try for a few decades more.  A thousand years would not be enough nor a million so we will have to continue our love affair in Heaven when the time comes.  Love you, my handsome, sexy husband.  Bye.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tomorrow, July 7, 2022 my husband, David and I will celebrate fifty-four years of marriage. I can&#8217;t believe it. Fifty-seven years ago I was a sixteen year old girl, minding my own business, going to the Dairy Queen at noon with my girlfriends from school when I saw him. The most handsome boy I had [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11759","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11759","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11759"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11759\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11762,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11759\/revisions\/11762"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11759"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11759"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11759"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}