Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow.
Sorry for the Daily suspension for the last few days. Last Saturday was our 62 wedding anniversary and we were scheduled to celebrate over dinner in a fine restaurant but I ended up in the hospital with some internal problems and my wife fasted until 2 AM when they moved me from the emergency room to a hospital bed. I was released late yesterday after days of little to no food and a myriad of tests. I did loose six pounds in the process. Unfortunately we were to leave for a ten day anniversary cruise today but I was not allowed to travel so my wife and I have deferred our celebrations for a few days.
Rather than write a new Daily today I am sending you what I wrote on our 61st anniversary.
Average Cost of new house $9.550.00
Average wages per year $4,000.00
Cost of a gallon of Gas 20 cents
Average Cost of a new car $1,650.00
Significant April Dates
April 7 – Dag Hammarskjöld is elected United Nations Secretary General.
April 8 – Jomo Kenyatta is sentenced to seven years in prison for the alleged organization of the Mau Mau Rebellion.
April 11 – Nancy and Ray Mitchell marry at Columbia University’s Notre Dame Chapel
April 13 Ian Fleming publishes his first James Bond novel, Casino Royale in the United Kingdom.
April 16 President Eisenhower delivers his “Chance for Peace” speech to the National Association of Newspaper Editors.
A four-story building in Chicago belonging to the Habar Corporation catches fire, killing 35 employees.
April 17 – Mickey Mantle hits a 565 foot (172 m) home run at Griffith Stadium in Washington D.C. Mantle’s home run is believed to be the longest home run in baseball history by many historians.
The first issue of TV Guide magazine hits the newsstands on April 3 in 10 cities with a circulation of 1,560,000.
To counteract the threat of television, Hollywood thinks big and develops wide-screen processes such as CinemaScope, first seen in The Robe.
Lucille Ball gives birth to Desi Arnaz, Jr. on same day the fictional Little Ricky is born on I Love Lucy.
Playboy magazine hits newsstands. A nude Marilyn Monroe graces the cover.
The Robe, From Here to Eternity, Shane, Roman Holiday
Yep, Nancy and I got married 61 years ago today. We were very young, she was working for the Chase Bank and I had been called into the Navy because of the Korean conflict. We had met on a blind date during a visit I had made to New York City. Shortly after we married I was assigned to an aircraft carrier that took me on a sea journey around the globe and kept us separated for almost a year. But that was after we had honeymooned briefly in New York and Chicago.
Our long life together has allowed us the opportunity to raise three children and watch them become outstanding successes in their chosen professions. They have done well to a large extent because of the good job their mother did bringing them up since I was away on business so much that it often seemed like she was the only parent.
How fortunate I have been to have been chosen by her to be her husband. We. like most people have had good times and a few bad times. My jobs and often my behavior tested our marriage on occasion but we always survived. The secret has been partnering with someone who is tolerant and forgiving. We support each other’s differences as we often pursue our individual interests.
The bottom line is that we are compatible; we take individual responsibility for making our lives together work without letting our differences interfere with our relationship. I was truly blessed to have been able to join with my wife so long ago for there is not a year that goes by that she does not do something in time of a need that deepens my appreciation for our life partnership.
Times are lot different now than they were back in 1953 but for my bride and myself each year that has gone by is better than the last and what more can you ask for than that.
Remember, we all stumble, every one of us. That’s why it’s a comfort to go hand in hand.
The bride was anything but a tidy housekeeper. It didn’t bother her much until one evening when her husband called from the hall, somewhat dismayed: “Honey, what happened to the dust on this table? I had a phone number written on it.”
A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman is one who can find such a man.
The husband didn’t want to play in the “Couples Alternate Shot Tournament” at the club, but he reluctantly agreed just for the sake of martial harmony. He got the first shot. He teed off, a par four, and fired a drive 300 yard down the middle of the fairway.
When they reached the ball, he said to his wife (a novice golfer), “Just hit it towards the green, hon, anywhere around there will be fine.”
She proceeded to knock the ball deep into the woods.
Undaunted, he said, “That’s ok, dear, we’ll play it.” He spent five full minutes looking for the ball. He played it for the shot of his life and actually put the ball just two feet from the hole on the green.
Arriving on the green he said, “Now, dear, all you have to do is knock it gently into the hole.” She whacked it a good one, right off the green and into a sand trap.
The husband, still retaining his composure, marched into the sand trap, summoned all of his skill, and amazingly holed the shot from there.
Retrieving the ball from the hole he put his arm around his wife and calmly said, “Honey, that was a bogey — one over par — but that’s ok. I think we can do better on the next hole.”
She snapped back at him, “Don’t bitch at ME. Only *2* of those *5* shots were mine!”
Marriage is when a man and woman become as one; the trouble starts when they try to decide which one.
A lady was taking her time browsing through everything at a yard sale and said to the hostess, “My husband is going to be very angry when he finds out I stopped at a yard sale.”
“I’m sure he’ll understand when you tell him about all the bargains,” the hostess replied.
“Normally, yes,” the lady said. “But he just broke his leg, and he’s waiting for me to take him to the hospital to have it set.”
As a housewife, I feel that if the kids are still alive when my husband gets home from work, then hey, I’ve done my job.
One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house. His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife’s car was open, as was the front door to the house.
Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill, or that something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.
He looked at her bewilderedly and asked, “What happened here today?”
She again smiled and answered, “You know every day when you come home from work you ask me what in the world I did all day?”
“Yes,” was his incredulous reply.
She answered, “Well, today I didn’t do it.”
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh!” he whispered. “Yes, Piglet?” “Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw. “I just wanted to be sure of you.”
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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