Sixty Years! (and Counting)

August 21, 1965. Off to see the world in our '59 Volkswagen.

We made it! Sixty years! Today is our sixtieth anniversary. What a trip it has been! From our wedding in Tallahassee to Miami, to Chattanooga, to 33 years on a small farm in North Georgia's McLemore Cove, to two years in a fifth-wheel travel trailer, and now to Knoxville. It has been the adventure of a lifetime. As Louise once said when I asked her why she married me, "One reason was because I thought it would be an adventure."

I have been blessed beyond measure to have shared my life with this exceptional, deeply intelligent, multi-talented woman, who has an invincible spirit and a work ethic that puts me to shame.

Not that it's been all lollipops and roses. We have had our share of hard times and times when it appeared that the thread that held us together was in danger of breaking. But we were held together by the grace of God, by our commitment to him, to each other, and to our marriage. 

We call our dog Max "the dog that saved our marriage." In the early '90s when we were building our house, there were the usual disagreements about where to spend and where to cut costs. In the midst of that, our builder went bankrupt with 82 percent of our money. The house was not 82 percent complete. There was so much anger that we could hardly speak to each other. It was "Max, tell your mother. . ."  "Max, tell your father. . ." 

But by God's grace we survived, and lived happily in that house for 26 years. I asked Louise this morning what she felt was the reason our marriage had endured. She answered quickly "Commitment." And so it was. 

If I could offer a few words of advice, this is what I would say:

1. Build your marriage on God.

2. Always be courteous to each other.

For those who read my post about our family reunion/anniversary celebration in Indiana, I should explain that it was held in early August so that family members with children in school could attend. But our actual anniversary is today.

The beginning of something good.

Our wedding was held at the Thomasville Road Baptist Church in Tallahassee. It wasn't our church, but was borrowed because we were attending a start-up church that didn't yet have a building. We dashed down the steps in a shower of rice and headed off in our little blue Volkswagen to begin life's greatest adventure.

Here's something I wrote on the last page of my book Backroads and Byways of Georgia, in a chapter about the north Georgia mountains:

"One of my most poignant memories is of the last day of our honeymoon. Louise and I had spent a week in the North Georgia mountains; the last several days in a small resort across from Vogel State Park. 

On this last day, we packed our Volkswagen and drove over the mountain to the fork at Turner's Corner. To the right, down U.S. 19, lay home, responsibility. . . life. I can still feel, even now, the powerful urging of my heart to choose the left fork and stay in the mountains forever. 

As Yogi Berra said, "When you come to a fork in the road, take it." 

So I did. And life has been good."

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