My mother and father were married 64 years ago today. On a post I wrote a year ago, I talked about a movie called The Bride Wore Boots. My mother always said she had to wear boots to her wedding. Although I always felt like I had seen a picture of this, it wasn't until my brother, Tom, dug up a photo album containing Mom and Dad's wedding pictures that I was able to see that the picture was more than something in my mind's eye.
Hiding behind one of the pictures was a newspaper article from the January 24, 1948 Cincinnati Enquirer. In the clipping it says that "the mercury is sliding toward zero, perhaps five below. The wind not only chills bones, it freezes type." The picture on the left shows ice choking the Ohio River.
The weather didn't seem to be negatively affecting the bride. Her smile is so warm as she climbs the steps to begin a new life.
Since last year's post, four more great-grandchildren have been added to the Jones family -- two boys and twin girls. The newest addition is my grandson, Andrew, born 8 weeks early on December 29th.
I miss them both so much. Wish they were here to see this.
|Virginia and Johnny Jones|