Where has the last half century gone? My husband Dale and I will celebrate our golden wedding anniversary on Aug. 19.
I am not sure why the 50th is called the golden anniversary or for that matter why the 25th is the silver anniversary. I am sure there is a reason somewhere back in history.
I do feel very fortunate to have reached the silver and now so close to the golden anniversaries. It seems the last 25 years have gone by much faster than the first 25. With that in mind, the next 25 will probably be just a blur filled with more and more senior moments. Today, it takes both of us working together to think of a name, place or date.
Looking back, Dale and I were very young when we married. At the time, we didn't think we were too young. Dale had just returned from Vietnam where he had served a year. He had about six months left to serve in the Army. After a 30 day leave, he had to report to Fort Hood, Texas, to finish his two year active military duty.
I had one year left of high school. I was almost 17 and he was almost 21 in August of 1967.
When his leave time was up Dale went to Fort Hood and I went back to classes at Manila High School with a new last name.
I did not go back to school after Christmas. Dale was released from the Army, we moved to Illinois and I finished high school through a correspondence course from the university. Unlike the online courses of today, it was all done by mail. The lessons were mailed to me, I completed the assignments, mailed them back and the graded papers were returned to me. Everything was done by mail. I returned to Manila during the summer and took the final exams for the two courses I needed to graduate. My diploma is from Manila High School, it just took me a little longer to get it.
If there is any one thing I might have changed, would be finishing high school at MHS before moving away.
We spent a few years in Illinois. We celebrated our first anniversary there.
Our son, Dale T., was born in 1970 and we decided we wanted to be back home to be near our parents. I think we were both a little homesick. He was born in April and we moved home in May. Three years later our daughter, Stacie, was born.
Ironically, we still attend the small country church where we were married. Thank goodness air conditioning has been added. I am sure all of the guests at our wedding were hoping for a short ceremony due to the heat.
After 50 years we have our children, their spouses, and five wonderful grandchildren. Grandchildren truly are the rewards of getting older.
I do want to thank my husband for always being there for me. He has always been a wonderful husband, father to our children and grandfather.
I may have been too young to get married, but I know I made the right choice in the person I married.