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Monday, July 1, 2013

41 Years later......

 Here is a photo of DH (dear hubby) and me, July 1, 1972.
We were married on a very hot day, and in those days there
was no air conditioning in the church.  We were married at 2:30 pm, 
not a conventional time as most people are married on the hour not
the half hour.  We were married in the middle of wheat harvest, which was a BIG no-no in Kansas!
My wedding dress was made of white dotted swiss, with princess lines and white daisies with yellow centers accenting the lines of the dress which I sewed on by hand. DH's neck ties was the same fabric, and he wore a dark green suit and yellow shirt.  I made the dress myself on the White sewing machine my betrothed gave me as a gift.  My bouquet was yellow roses and white daisies with my white bible. I carried something old (my childhood bible given to me by my deceased maternal grandfather), something new (DH gave me a pearl necklace),  something borrowed (my veil belonged to my sister-in-law to be), something blue (my great aunt made a garter trimmed in blue), and a penny from the year of my birth in my shoe. My Mother-in-law made our wedding cake, which was decorated with white daisies.  Through the years we've had children and grand children, lost our fathers and grandparents, built houses and completed many MANY projects together.  I think we make a pretty good team.  DH promised me 50 years, so I guess my expiration date may be coming up!  Ha!

This was our last family photo in September 2013.  L to R is Anya, Jeff (son), Julia, Carla and Greta, Austin,  
DH, Ethan, Me, Angie (daughter), Emma, Emilie (daughter), Curtis, Brady, Landon, and Lady down in front, completing our family.  

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1 comment:

  1. You made a beautiful bride!!!
    Congrats to you as you have celebrated a long married life. May many more come your way.

    Blessings always,


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