{"id":778,"date":"2010-12-16T09:38:53","date_gmt":"2010-12-16T15:38:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/zimmerscope.com\/Verbisaurus\/?p=778"},"modified":"2010-12-16T09:38:53","modified_gmt":"2010-12-16T15:38:53","slug":"will-you-still-need-me-will-you-still-feed-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zimmerscope.com\/Verbisaurus\/2010\/12\/will-you-still-need-me-will-you-still-feed-me\/","title":{"rendered":"Will You Still Need Me, Will You Still Feed Me…"},"content":{"rendered":"

Wednesday, 15 December 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

As part of my subconsciousness’ never-forget-a-date plan, I have to point out that today is my grandparents’ 64th wedding anniversary. Though still far short of the record for longest marriage<\/a>, I still think they have achieved quite a feat – good for them. Hopefully, at some future date, I will be writing here to note that they have entered the record books.<\/p>\n

They were married on the same day as the Byzantine sack of the Vandals<\/a> (though not the same year!) in New York. After a pit-stop in Minnesota (which lasted 3 decades) they now reside in Florida. They have five kids, seven grandkids, and nine great-grandkids (well, Owen and Isla are two super great-grandkids, but I won’t get hung up on technicalities).<\/p>\n

Every year since I can remember, I sent them a card on their anniversary. When I sent one in 2008, I never received any sort of response (neither did Owen; he had enclosed a drawing for them). So, I’ll say here what they evidently don’t want to hear via snail mail: Congratulations! I should be so lucky to one day see my children and my children’s children grown into adulthood.<\/p>\n

Here’s a picture of them with their kids. Don’t let the date on the photo fool you – it’s wrong, as camera calendars notoriously are. The picture is about a year old, taken during a party for my Dad and Stepmom’s tenth wedding anniversary. The kids are lined up in age order (or would that be reverse-age order?); my Dad is the friendly-looking one, second from the right:<\/p>\n

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