I can’t believe my parents have been married for 40 years. Well, it’s a little more then 40 years now. It was their anniversary yesterday.
I keep thinking about how fast life flies by. I have now been at this job for five years. I would say that’s about four and a half years too long. I wasn’t even going to take a job when we moved back from Naples. It was just there and they offered it to me. How fast that five years have gone.
Well, 40 years is a little longer than five. I am sure my parents are thinking back about how much they have done during their marriage. The way memory works, at least the way mine does, is to think of recent stuff. I am not sure they think too often of the land in Amenia or when the garage door faced the other direction. When was the last time my parents sat at the dinner table and talked about how Mrs. Clancy used to mow her lawn on the Ford tractor in the middle of July wearing a winter hat? Or, going to the beach at Tonetta Lake? I guess my point is that they have done a heck of a lot more together than they even realize. It’s a good thing when you have lived with someone so long you forget half of it, I think.
Anyway, happy anniversary parents o’ mine. Love ya.