In a Costal town in south GA

He reached past her and pushed open the door. With a sweep of his wrinkled hand, he motioned her to enter. Her bohemian style dress fluttered against her slim features. Her once red hair had turned mostly gray and curled gently to her shoudlers. She looked around her with a smile and chose a small table near us with our view of the sailboats in the harbor. The gentleman pulled out her chair and than sat down beside rather than across. He looked our way and said. today is our anniversary. Sixty-three years." He smiled back at her. "I married her when she was three years old." He teased. Others around us heard him and laughed,.

She elaborated, 'The secret is having so many things in common. We sailed, dived, beekeepers, winemakers, fisherman.." The gentleman piped in. "and liars." She hit him playfully on the shoulder and laughed. "It's been a fun life, and it didnt hurt that he's so funny." He turned our way and barked like a tiny dog." She laughed and laid her hand on his.

I was in awe of this couple. We have been married almost 44 years ourselves (April 5). "A sense of humor is an important part of marriage, "I said.

"Oh yes!" She turned to the waittress awaiting their order.

I turned to Sam. "I want to be just like her when I grow up."

Now where is my Ipad. I need to look up Bohemian dresses to order.