Wheeeeeee! 50 years sure goes by fast when you are having fun

 


If Cleo and I can make it to tomorrow (July 17), we will have been married 50 years. It hasn't all been wine and roses, but what fun would it have been if everything went smooth all the time? We have been blessed with two children (Jerry and Justin) and one good daughter-in-law Grace. Both have had times they have made us proud and enough other times to make my hair leave and Cleo's turn gray. Much like most other grandparents I think I have seven special grandchildren, don't believe it, let me introduce you to James Leonard Scribner! We have lasted long enough to have two great grandchildren.

Monday the 17th of July is our wedding anniversary. In spite of Cleo's mate-picking skills, we have made it 50 years together. There are several reasons why we made it this far when many of our friends didn't.

Through the early years we didn't have enough money to split up. I tried to join the Army but was told after ten years of marriage I had no fight left.

In the child rearing years neither of us would take the kids and the grandparents wouldn't raise them so together we stayed. After we started in business, one night I asked her, “If we got a divorce, what would you want?” After thinking just a bit, she said, “Everything.” I had to stay to protect my Empire.

Now neither of us has the energy to leave, so I guess we will be together till death do us part.

Once after a funeral, I asked her if something happened to me what kind of guy would she replace me with. She told me I was okay, but if I died there wouldn't be anymore men in her life. I was flattered to think that I was so great that I could not be replaced. That turned out to not be it, bummer. She said from the doctor that slapped her butt and told her to breathe, to her dad, various male bosses and then me, men had been making decisions for her all her life. She said it might feel good to make a decision without needing to ask a man if it is okay. Rather than rush my demise, I try to let her decide many things on her own now. Here's to another 50 years.

Two people are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary with a party. The old lady cannot find the the old man anywhere and finally finds him in the bedroom crying.

“Why are you crying?” she asks. “Is it because of this great party our kids gave us?”

“No,” he says, and keeps blubbering.

“Well, what is it then?”

“Well,” he says, “50 years ago today your dad and brother put guns to my back and told me I had to marry you or go to prison for 50 years. Today I would have been a free man!”

 

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