The Wedding!

Dec 30, 1965 at WPV church

       Graduation from Nursing School in August1965, was great, and by then the man of my dreams asked me to marry him or maybe I asked him to marry me, hm mm cannot remember how it was!   (That is explainable after 45 years of marriage).   

So Dec. 30, 1965, was the date and we married the little country church called  West Pleasant Valley Methodist Church where we both had grown up.  (by this time he was fully divorced and had a 5 yr old son who lived with his ex wife).

the little boy would stay with us summers and he was a cutie.    His name was Craig

On our honeymoon we went to St Louis and the weather was warm, very very warm, like 70 degrees and it rained the entire time, literally poured rain so hard we could barely leave our room to go out and eat!    We enjoyed "Southern Comfort" and I kept the bottle for years along with my wedding gown!    What wonderful memories we had of our times together.   Seems like only yesterday and now it has been 45 years!   The secret to a long and happy marriage I would say is you tell each other that you love them every single night and seal it with a kiss.    

I remember our first house was one with a breakfast room that had windows all around.    I loved that room so much!    My husband went out and purchased a whole case of beer in anticipation that the Church people would definitely do a shivery since we were married.  He kept it outside in a "well" house to stay cool because if they came it would be when we were least expecting..    The joke was on us because they never came, the beer went flat and had to be thrown away for the most part.
Although I am not sure I spelled Shivery correctly or not, it was something that was done to a couple and they brought shot guns and surrounded your house and shot the guns in the air to alert you.  (usually at night) especially around bedtime for a newly married couple!
I tried to be what I thought was a good wife and cooked 3 meals a day!   Finally, one day, my husband said you know you could just have sandwiches or something like that once a day instead of 3 big meals!  Wow what a relief that was.  
The second house we got was closer to both sets of parents, and it had 80 acres of ground of which we were proud, since he was farming.    It only had 2 bedrooms and a floor furnace.    We lived there when my first son was born, but moved about 3 years later to his family's farm house and continue to live there today.

I was raised in the era when women took care of their men, fed them, washed their clothes, took care of the kid raising, and waited on them in general.    I must say after all these years that it has changed very little.   My daughter in laws think that I also spoiled my children, which I did to some extent but only saw it as my duty.     I guess when you love someone you really enjoy helping them and seeing to their needs.  I always found pleasure in my husband and my boys!!  Now that I am older my husband helps me a lot more and is more attentive, patient, and kind.    IF that sounds like bragging well it could be, very positively!

I guess as we age our children do not think that we care as much for them, but oh this is not true at all, it seems that as we age our children remain the same....OUR KIDS!   Even when they are 40 and beyond they are the ones we love, even if we often forget how to show it since we cannot hug and kiss them like we did when they were little.  They have someone else to do that for them!  How wonderful to think of leaving this world behind when they have someone to love!    How scary to think they don't!!!!
AND OH their children are merely little extensions of them and we can hug and kiss them!!

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