Dave's parent's were married on the winter solstice (Dec 21, 1946),
the darkest day of the year and in the difficult holiday travel
season. For two years prior to their 50th Wedding Anniversary, Dave
put out the suggestion for a celebration and party, best scheduled in
August when flights are readily available, kids aren't in school, and
Christmas isn't on everybody's mind.
No plans were made until August was long passed, and even then
slipshod ideas were haphazardly put forth and immediately shot down
by Dave's mom. With complete disorganization, and completely
unanticipated surly and insulting telephone calls, Dave decided to
pass on the ridiculous sideshow.
His sister intervened, relating to him a beautiful golden anniversary
party she had recently hosted for her in-laws, topped off with
showing Dave a beautiful commemorative photo album from that event.
She promised him a meaningful and celebratory day, a book of memories
and keepsakes, and finally to pay his share of the party if he
deemed necessary. Banking on her promises certainly turned out to be
a bad investment. Dave flew up for 26 hrs, attended the party, and
received no pictures that did not have people putting food in their
mouths. At the right is the memento book promised to Dave by his sister.
Commemorative Photo Album
from Dave's Parents
Golden Anniversary Party
as Promised by his Sister