our country of marriage
Yesterday marked the twentieth anniversary of Ginger's and my engagement. We celebrated with a quick trip to Boston (my first since we moved), including a Sox game and a meal at the Hard Rock, which is where we ate on August 12, 1989 (except at the one in Dallas, which is no more). For our anniversary, Ginger gave me a "Story People" drawing that says,
"You're the strangest person I ever met," she said
and I said, "You, too," and we decided to know each other a long time.
And we are having a great time together.
"You're the strangest person I ever met," she said
and I said, "You, too," and we decided to know each other a long time.
And we are having a great time together.
We are more together than we know,
how else could we keep discovering
we are more together than we thought?
Wendell Berry, “The Country of Marriage”
Peace,
Milton
