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[Update: Added another photo below, courtesy of high school and beyond friend, Nancy Olson. Also corrected anniversary date mistake. Oops.]

Thirty one years ago today tomorrow, Barb stood in front of a hard-of-hearing minister who spent three-fourths of his time marrying her to a guy named Gary. After objections from the crowd in attendance, the minister spent the rest of the time marrying Barb to a guy named Glenn. Which leads to a few questions:

Where has Gary been for the last 31 years?

Have Barb and Glenn been living in sin for 23 of 31 years?

And here's the biggest mystery question:

How has Barb put up with Glenn for so long? That alone is a miracle.

You are amazing. Every day.

-g

P.S. Glad your eyebrows grew back.

Update: Below is a scanned photograph of The Western gang posing in front of the apartment where Barb and I met, courtesy of Nancy Olson. (Note the image size. It was obviously taken a few decades ago.) How she found this image so quickly is a mystery, but thank you!

Nancy is one of the two reasons that I met Barb. Nancy was rooming with Sharon (the blonde in the center, unfortunately Nancy is taking the picture). Sharon was taking a class with Barb. Barb's studio apartment didn't have a kitchen, so she went to Sharon's to make a meal. I went to say "Hi" to Nancy, Barb and my paths crossed, and here we are 34 years later. Getting old friends back together, again..... virtually.

BTW, it was love a first sight for me. Yep, it does happen. I can attest to that. However, Barb took her sweet time, dating a horde of guys before deciding I might be the guy for her. But Barb didn't become convinced until AFTER I had given up on her, and had left for Alaska with my cousin, Marilyn, and her husband, Tom, to lick my wounds for a while. (Note: Tom was my good friend in college and I was the reason he met my cousin, so there is symmetry in this world if you look for it.)

Each and every day, I hope that I'll never have to ask "Where's the high road".

Each and every day, I fear that I'll need to ask.

photo by /GST

The photo above is straight from the camera. There are no post processing tricks applied. It was taken using only ambient lighting, and a zoom lens set to minimum depth of field. Well..... patience and timing played a role, as well.

(Trying the Posterous to Facebook connection for the first time. We'll see how it works.) (It did. This post was forwarded to FB automatically. Cool, I guess.)

My wife has a masters degree. My daughter just got hers. Her husband is getting his in a year. My father-in-law is an attorney and judge. My wife's uncle is a doctor. My son-in-law's father is an attorney.

Put them all in one place, and I'm quickly the Dumbest Guy In The Room. I have a lowly bachelor's degree. A seven-year-to-get one. Clearly, being the smartest guy (or gal) in the room is out.

Being the wisest person in the room is still up for grabs, though. Hmmmm. If being short of hair and long of nose spawns wisdom, I have a chance.