Love, (Anglo-)American Style

Yesterday marked my parents' 60th wedding anniversary. It seems a bit funny to say that, since neither of them is alive to celebrate it; however, not long before my mother died last year, she had commented to me that she still 'felt married' even though my father had been gone for two decades.

She still felt that the anniversaries were real enough to celebrate. And so do I.

Here they are, in 1948.


A handsome couple, if I do say so myself.

This has always been one of my favourite photos of them. In particular, I like my mother's glance over to my father. That one look says a great deal.

So, happy anniversary.

As usual, somewhat belated. Sorry.