Countdown to Christmas – Celebrating My Parents

Day #8

(I know, I missed day 7, it is coming!)

On this day, in 1945, my parents were married.

Thanks for all you did for us Mom & Dad. I love you both.

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Bill and Betty on their wedding day December 08, 1945

I wish they  had more time together, today would have been 70 years.

While I am sure they had their disagreements, they kept it between the two of them. They were faithfully in love; for better and worse, richer and poorer, in sickness and in health.

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My father worked hard, and sometimes long hours. Mom was at home for most of the years that us kids were growing up. She had a job when I was in elementary school, at my school, so she was never really far away! I got my love of driving (at least road trips), my punctuality, and my work ethic from my Dad. Mom and I are as similar as we are different.

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My parents loved to travel. They camped throughout much of the US and into Canada, and traveled to the Virgin Islands. They were a team when it came to driving! Dad drove, Mom navigated and kept him feed and hydrated. She would knit when they were on the open road. I loved traveling with my parents, even as a teen when so many kids didn’t want to be with their parents. After my dad passed away, we did some traveling on our own. She was a pretty amazing traveler with her camper on her own! She put a lot of miles on her Suburban and travel trailer!

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Dad’s retirement dinner with Mom and Bill 1981

 

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1982 – At the Viet Nam Memorial

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1 thought on “Countdown to Christmas – Celebrating My Parents”

  1. What did your father do? I was just thinking about family and living in the area – my mom and I stumbled over some photos of West Point Park and some of the rides and picnic areas – and she recalled a co-worker that worked with my dad at Turbo (now the lofts) who was overweight and trying to get into the little train car that circled the park. I went to West Point Elementary school and it is now a parking lot for Merck – no sign at all of the school remains. Just like the amusement park.

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