Tomorrow is Momma's and Dad's fiftieth wedding anniversary.
Wow. I mean, wow.
How do you manage to do that? My running joke is fifty years without a single murder.
Still, they know each other, can tolerate each other's peccadilloes, and there is love in that house.
I don't know if I'll get fifty, but I'm damn sure going to try.
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