I have one very best friend, someone who has stood (or in this case, sat) beside me for 44 years, my wife Carolyn. Always kind, always tolerant of my weird edges, and, as recently illustrated, supporting me in sickness and in health. We met in a St. Louis bar on St. Patrick's Day. We come from about as different backgrounds as two Americans could have: a farm in Kansas and an apartment in New York, but the relationship worked.
We share similar values (à gauche). Neither of us is interested in consumerism but we sure love seeing the world together. This picture was taken a few years ago above the Mediterranean in Eze, France. We've walked together in Tierra del Fuego and Everest base camp, gone to some of the world's great opera houses and raised two children. Now we dote on two, and soon to be three, grandchildren, including the redoubtable Ellie.
I couldn't have a better friend.
8 comments:
A great testimony to a life well-spent with an important and caring friend. Carry on!!
Very well said!
I love this post! You two look fabulous together!
Well said, you two were meant for each other. A happy long marriage equals a happy life!
Lucky man! And St Patrick's Day must be very special in your house!
How wonderful that your marriage is still a close friendship after 44 years through the ups and downs of life. I hope you will still be together for many more years.
Well said---lucky man and wife
MB
That is sweet, Bob. It is always best when one's spouse is also one's bestest friend.
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