31 and Counting...

I met this handsome guy 31 years ago today.  We met at college at a party, introduced by a mutual friend.  Shortly after we met, we realized that we also shared a class that quarter.   "Folklore as Popular Culture"  was the name of the class and our instructor's name was Ralph.  I don't remember learning a whole lot in that class, at least nothing that was very useful, but it did turn out to be a lot of fun taking it because of the fact that we were in it together.


We had our first date the next week after meeting at that party.  We went to see the Beatles cartoon movie, "Yellow Submarine," that was showing on old movies night at the campus theater.  We had both seen the movie many years earlier, but it was fun to see it again.  And the rest, as they say, is history.  We were married five years later and have been married ever since, of course.  We will celebrate 26 years of marriage this summer.


So many of our friends and family members have been through divorces and had such sadness brought into their lives as a result, that we feel very lucky to have found one another and to have beat the odds that face long term married couples.  We have had our ups and downs like any married couple does, but we feel very lucky to still be together and happily so.