Mom and Dad
December 14, 1951
I wish today's prompt had actually come on December 14 because yesterday my parents would have been married for 59 years. On December 14, 1951, my mom and dad were married in a ceremony in front of their family and close friends at the Fairmont Presbyterian Church in Kettering, Ohio. Dad had enlisted in the Air Force and would soon be leaving for basic training and they wanted to be married before he left. It wasn't a fancy or elaborate wedding, but it lasted for 42 years, before we lost my dad to pancreatic cancer. I can remember mom telling me about the night they got married. There was a terrible snow and ice storm and my great grandfather even refused to drive the 40 minutes to the wedding from Sabina because he was worried about the roads. After the wedding, my parents had to drive to Sabina because that's where they were spending their wedding night. It was a treacherous trip and they were very thankful to make it to my grandmother's house safely.
During my childhood, I can't remember mom and dad ever making a big fuss over their anniversary. Sometimes, but rarely, they would go out to dinner. Once, I can remember making a big fuss over it and they actually took me along to dinner with them. There was more than one occasion when they would each take Christmas presents out from under the tree and present them as anniversary presents to each other. When I was very little, I would make anniversary cards for them with glitter and construction paper at school. I found a couple of them a few months ago in a box of old papers at mom and dad's house.
In 1986, when they were going to celebrate their 35th wedding anniversary, we decided we wanted to give them a party because we had been unable to do anything special on their silver anniversary. Mom and Dad both tried to talk us out of it and said that we should just wait until their 50th. But, we didn't want to wait and I'm so glad we went ahead with the party as planned. It was just a small event with some close friends whom they had known for years. We held it at their home and my sister in law made a small wedding cake. We just had some punch and sandwiches. Everyone told stories of how they had met my parents and we played a few rounds of "The Newlywed Game". Thank heaven for videotape because we captured all those moments to share again and again. My aunt placed an article in my father's hometown newspaper detailing the event.