Forty-ninth Wedding Anniversary
Ruth and were married forty-nine years ago today. We are more in love than ever. As I have told many of you, “If I hadn’t married Ruth, I would have eaten garbage and died.”
We were married at the United Methodist Church in Ruth’s hometown of Madera. It was a little like My Big Fat Greek Wedding. On my side, there was my mom and dad and four or five friends. Ruth’s family filled up the church.
Forty-eight years ago and we are crazy about each other.
We lived in San Dimas the first year. (Yeah, I was skinnier than I am now!)
Honeymoon Cottage, San Dimas, CA
Then we spent two years as Home Missionaries (US-2s) for the UMC. We lived in New Mexico, moving twice. We ended up in the Mardorf House, an old adobe with a small irrigation ditch behind the house.
Mardorf House, New Mexico.
We moved to Madera, and I worked on the family Dairy for two years. We taught in Madera until our retirement. We paid off the house, celebrated with friends by eating New Mexico Enchiladas and burning the “mortgage.” The fire alarm went off.
Burning the Madera House Loan
Now we live in Colfax on four acres with flowers so old, no one remembers their names. The old stone house is beautiful––not fancy, just perfect for us. We clean up pretty well.
