Anniversaries

Today is the 75th anniversary of my parents marriage. January 25, 1933. That's a long time ago. We have been married for 42 years. If my calculations are correct, our oldest child will celebrate 20 years of marriage this year. So we don't come close.

When Mama died in 1979, at age 80, they had been married 46 years; had 5 children, and 21 grandchildren. One month after her death Jed was born and a few days after that Ann Schiess was born. Totaling 23 grandchildren. At that time there were no great grandchildren from their 5 children, but now there are lots.

In January 1933 Mama was 33 and Daddy was 41. Kind of late in life to start a new family. Mama had waited a long time for this blessing. She had seen Daddy at the Agricultural College (now Utah State) some time earlier. She said when she saw him she was going to marry him someday. It took a while. They started dating when he lived on the Avenues, not far from Grandma and Grandpa Nelson and Mama. Grandma Nelson was not happy about it, since Daddy was divorced. Grandma Nelson was good at letting her feelings be known.

Since I am their youngest child, I have always been grateful that they continued having their family. I still miss them, even though they have been gone for close to 30 years.