|6/6/2018 4:16:00 PM|
Still in love, 70 years later
A little over 70 years ago, my father's daily routine included lighting the furnace at the local country school a few miles north of Willmar.
It was an early start to the day, but it had perks. For instance, the school district employed this single, pretty, teacher who was about Dad's age.
As you may have guessed, that teacher was my mom. The two fell in love, eventually married and had three children.
Last weekend, as Mom and Dad celebrated their 70th anniversary, Dad shared a brief story about those mornings at the school house. There was time to kill as he waited to make sure the old furnace heated up properly, plenty of opportunity to leave things behind for Mom and maybe pull a few pranks.
The classic was his story about the morning Mom entered the school to see the words, "I love you, I love you, I love you!" written in giant letters across the blackboard. I doubt Mom left that message up for students to see.
As you can imagine, there were countless other stories during this wonderful anniversary party for Mom, Dad, family, the bridal party and their families.
As I gazed at the wedding photos, it struck me how young my parents were at the time. Both were 21, seemingly carefree with a zest for life, as if they knew what the next 70 years would bring.
Thinking back, I feel blessed to have grown up in a home where parents set a terrific example of what a solid marriage should be.