Earlier this month I went home to Joseph City to celebrate my parents’ 40th wedding anniversary with my family. The number 40 brings to mind hardship of biblical proportions: It rained on Noah for 40 days and nights; Jesus spent 40 days in the wilderness fasting and then was tempted by Satan; Moses and the children of Israel wandered in the wilderness for 40 years after leaving Egypt. I’m sure there has been plenty of hardship in the 40 years my parents have shared their lives, too, but you’d never know it by looking at them — they are the most loving couple I’ve ever seen. Continue reading ’40 years’
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