Our history goes back a long way, all the way
to 1949 when at the age of 7 in the second grade,
you gave me a valentine that read,
"Valentine, don't you think we'd make a good pear?"
The valentine had a yellow picture of the fruit.
(Click here to see the valentine.)
You have to be careful with valentines;
you never know when someone will hold you to
the promise, even in the second grade.
I did wait a long time before I held you to it.
Actually, you didn't show much interest again
until our senior year in high school.
We dated some and then you went to college.
We soon started seeing each other every weekend
and writing letters during the week.
I was working about 80 miles away. We thought
we would wait for marriage until after college,
but changed our minds in your senior year and
married on December 29, 1963.
As it is with most marriages, ours has been a
mixture of good times, bad times, better times,
and the best of times.
I think you'll agree that our dependence on God
and regular attendance in church are the reasons
that we are still married and
still love each other.