The Valentines Banquet last night was wonderful! The men prepared all the food and served their wives.
After we ate, each one stood up and read a poem he had written for his beloved. Each one was unique: some were funny, some touching, each reflected the husband’s love for his woman.
One couple will celebrate their 60th anniversary this year. His poem mentioned the 21,795 days of his marriage being a blessing. He counted them up, including the leap years!
One man sang a song to his wife…lovely. Our inimitable friend and composer, the ever capable Steve, wrote portions of Song of Songs in verse. It was tasteful, but biblical, hmmm, and we tittered giggles of nervousness when he started. But I appreciated the simple, short words from quiet men who are not practiced in word-crafting.
They were all beautiful offerings of praise.
A Living Pencil 
I heard about my dads poem. I couldn’t think of when he would have had time to write it. Aparently he was having Nathan Brazil, Brian and Tim help him write it on their way up to Anthony. How these kind of ideas pop into his brain I don’t know. But then again he is a doctor. I got a letter in the mail yesterday from The Master’s College saying that I had been accepted! I can’t wait to go and vist this weekend! God Bless!