That “double neck steel guitar playin’ guy” and I were sitting on the Berryville square on a Saturday night in his car.
“Would you reach over and flip open the glove compartment and hand me that sack that’s in there?” he asked.
Opening the compartment, I pulled out a small sack,
“Would you reach over and flip open the glove compartment and hand me that sack that’s in there?” he asked.
Opening the compartment, I pulled out a small sack,
“This one?” I asked him.
“Yes, that one. Now open it and look inside.” He said, smiling at me.
I carefully opened the little sack and took out a little white box. I opened it and there was the most beautiful set of diamond rings I had ever seen in my life! He took one of the rings from the box and put it on my finger and, of course, I cried.
And few months later on September 28th ,1958 ,a beautiful fall Sunday afternoon, and John's parent's 24th anniversary , we repeated our vows to each other at the “big red brick church down the street from the post office” in front of our attendants, our friends and family.
I can still feel the excitement of that day. I had worked at a dress shop in town after I graduated. I bought a white prom dress for $24.95. My Mother had a seamstress make a lace jacket to go with it. My three attendants were all named Linda and they wore pretty pink chiffon dresses. My groom and his attendants were attired in white jackets and black pants. And, my cousin, who was only fifteen at the time but had the voice of an angel, sang three songs we had chosen; "Oh Promise Me", "I Love You Truly" and "The Lord's Prayer.
Today, we celebrate our 57th wedding anniversary. He is the best husband a woman could ever want. He is the best father and grandfather there ever was. And, although he no longer has that guitar, he will always be that “double neck steel guitar playin’ guy” that I fell in love with back in the spring of 1955.
On our anniversary in 1969, I penned the following poem. It's words still ring true today.
Eleven years ago today
On such an afternoon,
I became your blushing bride,
And you, my handsome groom.
It seems but only yesterday
I floated down the aisle,
And there you stood just waiting,
With your sweet, familiar smile.
I thought that day my heart would burst
With the love it held for you.
That it must be but just a dream,
When you softly said "I do."
"I now pronounce you man and wife".
The words ring yet so clear.
A lifetime I was now to share
With the one I held most dear.
God must have surely smiled that day
When He looked down from above,
For from that day you've been my own,
To have, to hold, to love.
Jo Ann
September 28, 1969
"Therefore a man shall leave his father and mother and hold fast to his wife, and they shall become one flesh." Genesis 2:24 ESV
“Yes, that one. Now open it and look inside.” He said, smiling at me.
I carefully opened the little sack and took out a little white box. I opened it and there was the most beautiful set of diamond rings I had ever seen in my life! He took one of the rings from the box and put it on my finger and, of course, I cried.
And few months later on September 28th ,1958 ,a beautiful fall Sunday afternoon, and John's parent's 24th anniversary , we repeated our vows to each other at the “big red brick church down the street from the post office” in front of our attendants, our friends and family.
I can still feel the excitement of that day. I had worked at a dress shop in town after I graduated. I bought a white prom dress for $24.95. My Mother had a seamstress make a lace jacket to go with it. My three attendants were all named Linda and they wore pretty pink chiffon dresses. My groom and his attendants were attired in white jackets and black pants. And, my cousin, who was only fifteen at the time but had the voice of an angel, sang three songs we had chosen; "Oh Promise Me", "I Love You Truly" and "The Lord's Prayer.
Today, we celebrate our 57th wedding anniversary. He is the best husband a woman could ever want. He is the best father and grandfather there ever was. And, although he no longer has that guitar, he will always be that “double neck steel guitar playin’ guy” that I fell in love with back in the spring of 1955.
On our anniversary in 1969, I penned the following poem. It's words still ring true today.
Eleven years ago today
On such an afternoon,
I became your blushing bride,
And you, my handsome groom.
It seems but only yesterday
I floated down the aisle,
And there you stood just waiting,
With your sweet, familiar smile.
I thought that day my heart would burst
With the love it held for you.
That it must be but just a dream,
When you softly said "I do."
"I now pronounce you man and wife".
The words ring yet so clear.
A lifetime I was now to share
With the one I held most dear.
God must have surely smiled that day
When He looked down from above,
For from that day you've been my own,
To have, to hold, to love.
Jo Ann
September 28, 1969
"Therefore a man shall leave his father and mother and hold fast to his wife, and they shall become one flesh." Genesis 2:24 ESV
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