Time Do Fly When You're Havin' Fun....

[~Sam~]

Oh No! I can't believe I just ran over that dead skunk! I turned to look at my step-daughter who was riding in the back seat of my 55 Chevy and holding on to the wedding cake and prepared food we had just picked up for our wedding.

But, yes. I did run over that dead skunk. And now we Were stinking to high heavens. All the way home I kept hoping that the smell wouldn't ruin the food... especially the cake. So after my maid-of-honor, my daughter and I unloaded the car, I parked it across the street in the school parking lot. Then all three of us took turns getting ready for my big day.

Ken and I had met in a bar 2 1/2 years before this day. The Pittstown Inn to be exact. I had gotten a call from an old friend the night before I was leaving my second husband. I had delivered her twins on the way to the hospital a couple of years before. "Sam," she says to me... " I'm over at the Pittstown Inn with the band, why don't you and Tom come over?"

"OK." I tell her, "Tom and I are splitting up, but I'll be over."

So I take a shower, curl my long, brown hair, put on my best Freak Duds, grab my bottle of Jack Daniels, jump in my pick up truck and head cross country for the Pittstown Inn.

I met the guys in the band, had a few drinks, and was bemoaning the fact that these were all teeny-boppers, when...

I notice this guy sitting at the next table... the meanest looking dude I think I'd ever seen. "Self", I says, "Self, why don't you go over there and sit in his lap. Maybe he'll smile." I shake my head. "No, he'll probably dump you on the floor." Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... "Well fuck then, OK, I'll go over anyway."

"Hey guy..." I said to him as I sat in his lap, "if I give you a piece of hash to eat, will you smile?"

I can tell you this; he didn't dump me on the floor, he smiled, and we've been together ever since. That was in March 10th of '76.

Sitting in a chaise lounge together, starring up at the stars outside the little log cabin I lived in at the time, we made a contract to stay together for three years. Three years seemed like a goodly length of time back then. This March we'll be together for 29 years. And that, to me, is totally un-fucking-believable.

On October 21, 1978 we were married in a little stone church, had a wonderful reception at our home (that didn't smell like skunk), and went on an extended honeymoon.

My, my... how time does fly when you're having fun. And here I'm thinking that it's Thursday and it's only Wednesday. Maybe Ken'll take Friday off so we can go out and celebrate with impunity tomorrow night.

One Never Knows... Do One?

Sam


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Fran, my maid of honor


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My Dad, walking me down the aisle


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Given Away


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Saying Our Vows


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Sealing Those Vows with Heartfelt Promise


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You may now kiss the bride


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Mr. and Mrs.


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Walking out into a new life together


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Cutting the Cake


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Honeymooning Our Way... To the Now....

I hope you've enjoyed looking at our wedding photos as much as I have enjoyed discovering them all over again.

See you all sometime soon,
Sam

[Fractual_]

Sam, that brought a smile to my face without any hash

[poor_old_dad]

Sam, that brought a smile to my face without any hash
Amen. (Although I could use the hash)


I guess it's true, great relationships start with a great story.

Peace, your friend
POD

[rubymontana]

Sam....and Kenny, as I looked at those wonderful old photographs I could clearly see the love you share as if I were sitting in the front pew. You know, I always told my daughter that there was someone out there that was meant for her, and her alone. It may take a few wrong turns finding them, but don't give up. Well, she will be getting married next Friday. She has found her love at 30 years old. Sam....may you and your true love have many more years together in the chaise. Peace and love to you both,,,ruby

[~Sam~]

I'll take another thirty years or so, Ruby. Yeah, I will. And please tell your daughter and son-in-law congratulations from me. (I was 30 when I met Kenny too.)

Thanks so much for sharing this day with us, guys. You don't realize just how much a part of our everyday lives you truly are.

Lots a Love,
Sam

[MoonjavaSeed]

oh thats so cool sam! p.s. i LOVE your wedding dress!

[teepi]

Tears in my eyes.
I do love a good love story...thanks Sam, and tell Kenny he has one hell of a smile...
teepi

do they still make hash????been a mighty Loooong time.

[poor_old_dad]

"do they still make hash????been a mighty Loooong time."

Why sure, you take little bits of potato, some shredded corned beef & ...

[sugarmaggie]

Ok..I know this is a little late, but I'm just now seeing this. Happy late Anniversary, Sam. You're story brought tears to my eyes...so sweeeet how ya'll met. (repeating to myself over and over, there is hope...there is hope..there IS hope..) Thanks for sharing that. =)

[~Sam~]

Glad you liked my dress, Moon. It was an old dress back then (my mom had bought it for me to wear to a high school whatever). We didn't have too much money back then, don't have too much now... but, I liked the dress and decided to wear it.


Dad! I haven't seen hash for ages and ages. You can thank Dubya for that one.


Better late than never. There's always hope, Maggie. I find that I never find what I'm looking for while I'm actively searching. It's only when I put my needs aside, forgetaboutit, and get on with life... that's when what I was looking for shows up on my doorstep.

Thank You All So Much!
Love,

Sam

[poor_old_dad]

"You can thank Dubya for that one."

Yea, maybe that can be added to "Bush/Cheney's 31 'Greatest Accomplishments' " . I wish I could say I enjoyed the 31 "Accomplishments", but it just ... I don't know, made me boil more. I don't know how I could hate the current oppupant of the White House (and "administration") any more than I do. What I hope they accomplish is a quiet retirement, soon.

Here is something I came across a while back and have been using on some of the "my vote won't matter" type people. I think it explaines why we should all get out & vote:

"The price good men pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men." - Plato

Peace,
Your friend,
poor_old_dad

[~Sam~]

It sure does look like that saying is true... today, and maybe tomorrow for real if folks don't get up off their asses and vote.

You know, Dad. I haven't been this jumping up and down furious since the night I watched Nixon try to tell us that we weren't in Cambodia. I had lots of company that night, for 7 GI's who just came back from Nam were living in my apartment in Manhattan til they got back on their feet. We almost spilled out into the street to carry on with our incredulousness and disbelief in that president's lies.

But, for now, I'm going out to lift a few drinks to a fallen friend. He lost his life a couple of years ago to complications from diabetes. I was out stirring up the neighborhood this morning. Making sure that the folks in the neighborhood knew just how important their vote is this election. Talked myself hoarse... could use the anesthesia of those drinks right about now.

You have a good weekend. I'll be talkin' at'cha soon.

Your Friend,
Sam