My in-laws, Barbara and Gerry – celebrated their 50th year of marriage last week, which is astounding.
They have been married nearly as long as I have been alive.
They’ve been married through ten Presidential administrations.
When they were married, gas was 38 cents a gallon, the minimum wage was $1.60 per hour, and for the first time in U.S. history, women were allowed to serve on juries in all 50 states.
Barbara and Gerry have done remarkable things over their lives:
Raised two happy, successful daughters.
Celebrated the birth of five grandchildren.
Built a home in the Berkshires. Bought a home in New York City.
Launched several successful businesses.
Evolved and transformed themselves again and again.
It’s all quite impressive, but I think their marriage might be the most impressive of all.
How lucky they are to have been able to spend 50 years with the person that each of them loves.
We should all be so lucky.
