Sept. 13

61 years ago, my grandparents got married on this day. Gramma was 18 and GRANDpa was 20. He had been drafted into the Army and so they decided to spend all their money and get married before he had to go. A week later he was released. Since they had no money, they lived in a chicken coop, which they rented for $10 a month.

Gramma has now been gone for 4 years and GRANDpa for a whole year.

September is also my birthday month; Gramma wanted me to be born on her birthday and their aniversary, but I came right on time, 6 days later.

I miss them today.