I consider my parents love for each other a special gift. An outstanding legacy.
I also consider my parent’s marriage an inspiration and a challenge to all couples, present and future in our family. I want my sons to understand that marriage is a lifetime commitment; based on love, friendship, honor, respect, resolve and patience. My husband, Jim, and I try to model this every day as well.
My parents, Jean, and Bob, were married on June 25, in the year 1949. They met in Morgan Park High School when my mom was 15 and my dad 17. They each lived in the same Chicago neighborhood until my dad enlisted as a gunner in the Army Air Corps in 1944. He came back from World War II on October 31, 1945, a changed man–and went to the University of Illinois. He occasionally dated a sorority girl, named Jane.
He never forgot Jean, though, and swept her off her feet a second time when he realized she was the One. I did the math and they will be celebrating 64 years of love this June.
Impressive considering the divorce statistics today.
They will celebrate Valentine’s Day with a special dinner (served at noon) in the dining room at their retirement home. They received some handmade valentines from a Palatine Girl Scout troop that were attached to a box of Tagalongs (peanut butter and chocolate) that my Dad ordered. They also received heart-shaped donuts from me earlier this week. And, yes, more chocolate was involved. My dad bought my mom some Andes Candies and a big Hershey’s chocolate bar. Sweet.
They took these vows seriously on June 25, 1949, and still do today, on Valentine’s Day, February 14, 2013.
Happy Valentine’s Day, Mom and Dad. Your youngest grandson, Trevor, says your affection for each other is adorable!
I do, too.