My sister Susan and brother-in-law George celebrated their 48th anniversary this past Tuesday. They were married by a Justice of the Peace in Evanston, Illinois on August 22, 1969 (as seen on the left side of the above diptych, compared with as they are today on the right). After the wedding, we had lunch at the Cap Cod Room in the Drake Hotel, located across the street from Oak Street Beach on the near north side of Chicago. After lunch, George asked to borrow my father's Grand Prix so they could go on their honeymoon, and so my mother and father and grandmother and I found ourselves waiting at the 12th Street Station for the Illinois Central commuter train to take us home. Has it really only been 48 years? It seems like yesterday. Especially that wait for the train.
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