On October 8, 1977, I had the
good sense to marry Dayna Vanderpool.
Whether she exercised the same good sense is worthy of debate. But either way, on that day we both said, “I do.” And we have “done” now for 35 years. I was visiting a lady in the hospital last
week and she told me that she and her husband will celebrate their 70th
anniversary this year. Compared to that,
35 ain’t much. But 35 is still a pretty
long time. I was 21, Dayna was 19, and
now we’re 56 and 54. Our children are in
their 30s, and we have four (soon to be five) grandchildren. So 35 years is no 70, but it’s no blink
either; it’s a pretty long time.
Do you remember what was going on
in 1977?
· Gary Gilmore was executed by firing squad in
Utah as the death penalty was reinstituted in the United States. (While it may seem ironic to some that the
death penalty was instituted the year I got married, I assure you that there is
no direct correlation.)
·
Jimmy Carter was inaugurated as the 39th
President of the United States.
·
Elvis Presley died a young man; Groucho Marx and
Bing Crosby died as old men.
·
The Food Stamp program began.
· The World Trade Center opened in New York
City. (Yes, that’s the same one the
terrorists knocked down on September 11, 2001.)
· Star Wars
was the big movie that year; Debby Boone’s You
Light Up My Life was the big song, and TV was loaded with shows like The Waltons, Little House on the Prairie, The
Dukes of Hazard, Dallas, M*A*S*H, All in the Family, Happy Days,
Laverne and Shirley, and Kojak.
(Yes, it was a different day in television).
·
Cable television was just starting to get its
feet on the ground but most Americans still only got three channels and used an
outdoor antenna to receive those.
·
The first Apple II Computers went on sale.
· The Oakland Raiders won Super Bowl XI and the
Yankees won yet another World Series.
·
And consider these prices: a gallon of gas cost
.65 a gallon, the average cost of new house was $49,300, and the average annual
income for Americans was $15,000.
·
You could buy a brand new Camaro for just over
$6,000, a BMW for just over 12 grand, and a Chevette (our first car) for just
over 3,000 bucks.
A lot of water has gone under the
bridge since 1977—35 years worth to be exact.
As you can see from my little trip down memory lane, a lot has
changed. And that includes my love for
Dayna. I haven’t always loved her well,
and I could have loved her better, but in spite of the ups and downs of a
lifetime marriage, my love for her has grown deeper and richer and more mature
along the way. Isn’t that the way it’s
supposed to be? Isn’t that what God was
shooting for since Adam and Eve? I think
so.
So Happy 35th Anniversary,
Dayna! I love you. Unlike the lady I mentioned earlier, I doubt
we’ll ever make it to 70 years. Very,
very few ever do. But this I know and
can say with confidence: however many more years God gives, I’ll be grateful
for every one.
Christmas 2011
So happy for you both.... have a great day....
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on 35 and especially on such a wonderful family.
ReplyDeleteWow John nice touch. You're a great brotherinlaw and have always been an inspiration to our family. It's been a great 35 years for us too. Byron Kent Vanderpool
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