My mom, dad and I celebrated their 62nd anniversary yesterday. My pops is old school so I had to put my foot down (funny, right?) to convince him to let me take them to lunch. I guess when you raise 11 kids you get used to taking care of things.
After lunch we played cards with my brother Dan. I ended up owing the bank a.k.a. dad. Mom loves draw poker and when she would call "sevens" as wild cards I kept thinking it was because I am the seventh boy in my family and no matter what I am her baby.
Later in the day mom showed me photographs from their trip to Italy in 1988. I remember that time well...It was my freshman year of high school and I threw a "small" party. Long story short - I got sick, passed out and had a lot to clean up the next day.
Since Jennifer passed I have watched my parents with different eyes. I see how they take care of and understand each other, how they laugh together and how they love each other. I am amazed every time.