Saturday was my parents' 34th wedding anniversary. Before you break the glass on the schmaltz alarm, read on. My father proposed to my mother by throwing the ring box in her lap as she sat in his car and saying, "Well that's what you wanted, isn't it?" And that kind of romance between them has lasted every day for the last 34 years. Amazing.
When I called this weekend to wish them a happy anniversary, my father said (again), "We saved each other from a life of misery... with other people."
And so it goes.