33 and a Third

My parents were wed on September 9, 1948… yup, that’s 60 years. Wow.

My parents wanted a very quiet celebration (so quiet, they didn’t want to do *anything*), but we convinced them to go out for dinner. Our little party included only immediate family, including my father’s sister. It was very nice, as we don’t often get the chance to all be together. Unfortunately, my niece wasn’t able to make it… she was getting ready for her trip abroad.

As many people are getting married when they’re older, I guess 60 year anniversaries will become rarer. Then again, people are living longer. Let’s see… Reid and I will be 91 in order to celebrate our 60th anniversary. Hmmm.