Happy anniversary to Neil and Kirby Larson, married thirty-five years ago today. I urge you to go and read her fabulous books. A new one for the Dear America series, The Fences Between Us, is splendid and available now.
And here is a repeat from last year. It is still true: On this day in 1969 Philip and I were married in the backyard of my parents’ home in Orange, California. A rabbi in an African dashiki recited the words to the Beatles’ “In My Life.” Philip wore a brightly colored velvet vest that I made him. I carried the dog, Dog, who wanted to be part of the celebration and I wore daisies in my hair.
There have been joys and struggles, the usual ups and downs, but forty-one years later he is still the love of my life. I am a lucky woman.
