ANIVERSARY VERSE

166 – Monday, June 15, 2009 – An Anniversary Verse

  • We were innocent at onset
  • Sharing bleachers in our gym
  • Trading dreams and aspirations
  • Enchanted by each thought and whim - - - -
  • I, a major, she, a streak
  • Lovely, sweet as sugar cane
  • I, tasteless as inferior steak
  • Destined now for lover’s lane - - - -
  • Strategy matured and mustered
  • The day would come for us to wed
  • Long months emotions flustered
  • Ere the vows were finally said - - - -
  • Now anniversary - forty years
  • Wrapped in blur of by-gone days
  • Very few squeezed out our tears
  • But memories precious always - - - -
  • I owe her all, for she did give
  • Her best at every chance
  • Showed me daily how to live
  • True meanings of romance - - - -
  • Can I repay, Lord, faithful love
  • Return her what she’s worth
  • Perhaps with Your love from above
  • Brought from heav’n to earth - - - -
  • Any less would cheat her soul
  • And be too cheap from me
  • For what she values most of all
  • Must emanate from Thee - - - -
  • So fill me, Lord, with endless love
  • For her as You do best
  • And let me help her world to move
  • A plane above the rest - - - -
  • Allow myself to step aside
  • Endue me with Your power
  • Empty me of all my pride
  • More love on her to shower - - - -
  • Perhaps she’ll sense my love is true
  • ‘Tis love that cannot feign
  • Unless it all can come from You
  • Attempts will be in vain - - - -
  • Let’s show her, Lord, what true love is
  • Reveal her worth through me
  • If merely through a simple kiss
  • For universe to see - - - -
  • And bring us to that serene place
  • That’s only Yours to give
  • Eternity spent face to face
  • It’s where we long to live
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COLLABORATION

165 – Sunday, June 14, 2009
Collaboration took form today on Davis Island. As the ‘team’ for the November nuptials of our goddaughter converged on the chosen venue to hash out details of the occasion, a sort of cohesive bond began to develop among us and hypothetical broader views of possible, perhaps even probable plans were carved into a more lean definition of program, positions, and players. Even though there are a few months remaining before the date is upon us, the intense planning and preparations are not premature – unlike many weddings, this event has to come together in a window of only about four hours for everyone to be dressed and ready to ‘go live’ and there is no bathing and dressing facility on site. Who were we? The troupe included the minister and his wife, the wedding planner, the acquisitions manager, the music controller, the floral consultant, the electrician, the inside decorating committee, the outside decorating committee, the caterers, the bride, the groom, the parents of the groom, the godparents, wardrobe, the stage hands, the sound engineer, the grounds keepers, the lot attendants, the kitchen manager, the logistics personnel, the clean-up crew (gee, it sure feels like I am leaving someone out here) and, by the way, there were only 8 of us in attendance. I am confident that everything will come together on the 1st, when it must, but you can see for yourself why the partnerships formed today are vital. We all must have one another’s back in what must be a cooperative conclave!! Such is true in most meaningful accomplishments – gargantuan efforts and creativity go on behind the scenes, mostly unnoticed by the casual observer, but, vital to his comfort and the apparent flawless execution of all that is seen. This is most appropriate for this auspicious moment, for it bears all the normal perpetual earmark demands of donning multiple hats and laboring tirelessly without recognition in order to personify a truly functional marriage – I guess the event is right on track!
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FIRSTS

164 – Saturday, June 13, 2009
We pulled off two firsts today! It was an unexpected triumph brought on by an agreement – you see, our great friends, Bill and Donna experience their anniversary only five days before Cynthia and I celebrate ours. In years past, we have patronized some of the high-end restaurants dotted throughout our metropolitan are to indulge ourselves in some extraordinary and noteworthy cuisine, however, this year we decided to do something different. After a round-robin discussion and bouncing ten or twelve ideas without ‘hitting our hot-button’, we all agreed that what we really wanted was to be in a more intimate setting, able to let our hair down and relax, but still have something out of our ordinary routine – we decided to grill out, but not the normal burgers and hot dogs or even steaks. We opted for barbecued ribs, scalloped potatoes and corn-on-the-cob. New challenge – I have never done ribs on the grill before! Imagine – all the grilling time I have logged, but never ribs! We bought the ribs and I decided to ‘Google’ for the best ribs ever – I (actually Cinnie) discovered amazingribs.com, and the rest is history. It will be hard to improve on a perfect do the first time, but I am pretty certain we will be trying again! I mentioned two ‘firsts’ and the second was equally successful. Inspired by a recent multi-hour hunt for the ideal ice cream cake without success, we discussed what it might take to pull one together ourselves – and we did it too!! For one-third the price of retail cakes, we made the much-sought combination of French Vanilla Cake with a French Vanilla Ice Cream center – Perfecto!!! We did the cake with no internet assistance whatsoever – out of our own ingenuity – who would have thought? Two successes in a single day – that may be another first!!!
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MORE WISDOM

163 – Friday, June 12, 2009
Blog 161 addressed some youthful wisdom emanating from our son when he was a lad which struck a note with a few of my readers. As I answered some email that shared enthusiasm for the progeny’s poignant perspective, I was struck with another query he posed to me several years after the one that was the subject of my blog. The occasion was after one of those man-to-man conversations that surrounded a philosophical and ethereal discussion of the origins of the universe or some other similar deep subject that you never approach on purpose, rather they just spawn themselves out of one of those answers-to-questions-that-were-never-actually-asked times – you probably know exactly what I am talking about if you have had pre-teens of your own. At the end of our ‘breakthrough’, Ben turned to me an asked, “Dad, why is wisdom always wasted on old people?” I would have been about forty-two or forty-three and was suddenly mortified to think that my son saw me as an ‘old people’, but the sad truth became instantly apparent. My answer to him was as accurate as I had discovered only a few years before, “Wisdom is not ‘wasted’ on older people, it is invested in them – the only problem is that when the old folks offer to share it with the younger ones, they usually don’t want to hear it from them.” Was I right?
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