Tomorrow is our 42nd wedding anniversary, and we’re gonna have crab cakes… and maybe rest. Some rest would be real nice, along about now.
It was on August 8, forty-two years ago, that Patty and I eloped to Elkton, Maryland, and tied the knot. Why did we elope? Well, gee, which would any rational person honestly rather do–organize a wedding, or go fishing? We went fishing. Think of all the agita we spared ourselves. To say nothing of all the money we saved my parents.
I think we’ll skip the nooze tomorrow, if you don’t mind.