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Butch Furse
You know you are in trouble when you answer the phone to an early morning call from your son in Texas and you answer , “What’s going on?”
The son’s answer: “Just wanted to tell you and mom, ‘Happy wedding anniversary.’”
Oops. . . I didn’t realize this was Aug. 22 and the date of the Betterhalf and my 63rd wedding anniversary. That’s when the call conversation was turned over to his mom and I quickly exited the house to seek ways to correct my forgetfulness.
Compounding my problem was the fact the evening before at suppertime I had unknowingly enjoyed a slice of my favorite homemade peach pie . . . which she announced 24-hours later was her anniversary gift to me.
After a few quick shuffles to the business section of our community I was able to formulate a quick amend with the purchase of a card and three roses. As I made the purchase, I was told by a young lady that 63 years is a long time and then she asked, “What is your secret?”
I told her, “The Betterhalf and I were both hard of hearing, and had put off getting hearing aids.”
Our anniversary crisis ended happily. Hearing aids will be ordered in September. And hopefully next year with better hearing and a little help from The Man Upstairs, we will be able to celebrate our 64th wedding anniversary.
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Came across some 1967 philosophical wit that I believe holds true today. Here goes:
“Crime wouldn’t pay if we let the government run it. You can’t fool all the people all the time – once every four years is enough.”
“If pollution gets any worse, walking on water will be a cinch.” And “Give a child an inch and he’ll think he’s a ruler.”
“A pessimist is always pulling tomorrow’s cloud over today’s sunshine.”
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A friend of ours noted that grandparents may have arthritis, false teeth and sore feet. But they also have grandkids and that makes up for everything else.
RL Furse is publisher emeritus of the News-Register
