Today would have been the 81st wedding anniversary of my parents, Mary and Nelson, if they were still around today. They got married in 1940, at a farmhouse in Geneva, Illinois owned by Uncle John, my Grandmother Hoyt's brother-in-law. When she was young, my sister Susan sometimes spent the weekend at that farm, and remembers going to the barn with Uncle John each evening to say goodnight to the cows. By the time I came along, that farm was long gone. But I digress. I am not sure where and when the above photograph was taken of my parents, but it is exactly how I remember them when I was a kid. Wish you were still here to celebrate, guys.
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