JUNE 23, 1946. 62 years ago my parents vowed, "Till death do us part." They kept their promise. With my father's passing last March, today is a bittersweet day for my mother.
Her man's gone now. Ain't no use a listenin' for his tired footsteps climbing up the stairs.
But I'm sure she can still feel his presence on the day that will always be one of the best days of her life. Always be her wedding anniversary.
And he'll always be her one and only love.
Her man's gone now. Ain't no use a listenin' for his tired footsteps climbing up the stairs.
But I'm sure she can still feel his presence on the day that will always be one of the best days of her life. Always be her wedding anniversary.
And he'll always be her one and only love.
I honor your union today, love birds.
Even death won't part you now.
Your 50th wedding anniversary celebration
Even death won't part you now.
Your 50th wedding anniversary celebration
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