Thirty Great Years!

Tomorrow we head out to the mountains where a fresh pack of deep snow has just fallen. Then on to Nevada to ring in the New Year with our very special friend, Barbara.

Tomorrow marks our thirtieth year of marital togetherness. Thirty great years—thanks in large part to my wife’s infinite patience, her outsize spirit and sense of humor, and her strong bond of partnership and camaraderie. And, of course, her smarts. What a lucky guy I am!

We’ll spend the night in the Sierra foothills in the picturesque Gold Rush-era town of Nevada City. There are a number of beautiful old Victorian mansions there that have been converted into B & B’s. We’re splurging on a big room in one of them—four-poster, the whole bit. A perfect place to snuggle up on a wintry mountain night and sip a toast to our fortuitous bond.

For those of you who missed my post last year about our wedding day in 1973, here’s a link. I think you’ll get a kick out of it.

See you after New Year’s. Here’s wishing you all a great year—one that will include the end of the current terrorist regime in Washington!