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October 30, 2002
I’ll stick with you baby for a thousand years
What I want to remember from this past weekend and my grandparents celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary:
Saturday night, after we sat up late, late, late playing dominoes (my brothers, grandparents and me) we all clambered into beds with the crisp, cotton sheets one only finds in a grandmother’s house. Such darkness there, and such quiet and I couldn’t sleep. After lying in bed for half an hour or so, with such a stillness that I’m sure my granny thought everyone else in the house was asleep, I heard her murmur, “Bill?”
“Yes?” he answered.
“I love you,” she said.
“I love you, too, babe.”
And that’s a pretty good love.
What I want to forget about this past weekend: almost everything else.
Posted by pogo at October 30, 2002 1:08 PM
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I never got around to saying anything at the time, but this was one of the sweetest damn things I’d read anywhere in a long time.
Posted by: jacob on June 3, 2003 7:25 PM
i agree with jacob…i am obviously reading this long after it was posted, and no one will probably even see this comment. It was stunningly charming. I have said ‘i hate blogs’ a thousand times. after perusing a few of these postings, i think, at least for this blogger, i have changed my mind. look forward to reading more…hoping the writings continue through today—February 20, 2004
Posted by: tom on February 19, 2004 11:58 PM