I think that if you are lucky, you have a place in life where you can go that always feels like home. A place that is comfortable, familiar, and filled with happiness and love. For me, that has always been my grandparent's home. As a child I loved to visit; stay the night, make homemade pies and cookies with my Grandma, get leg rubs from Grandpa when the aches set in, tag along to square dancing, spend summer days around the pool, or just be. As an adult, I enjoy it still; to take my kids to visit, where they are showered with hugs and laughs, not to mention spoiled with sweets. I enjoy our long talks, especially hearing the stories of their lives and their marriage of sixty years.
My grandparents met at a barn dance in Baldwin Park in 1951. It was during the Korean war and my grandfather was on leave from the Navy. They danced, Grandpa offered Grandma a piece of gum (in leui of an expensive soda pop), and were married when he returned that December. To this day, I have never met a couple more in love. Nor have I ever seen them treat each other with anything but kindness, respect and genuine affection. If you ask them their secret, they will tell you it has been their faith in God that has brought them this far. Personally, I thank God for giving me and my family such an amazing example of a relationship built on faith, love and devotion. As two young people, they took a leap and decided to build a life and a home together. And I am utterly thankful to have that home, which still today, is my "happy place." Happy 60th Anniversary Grandpa & Grandma, I love you!
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