Thursday, June 5, 2014
Well, I don't know about you, but I think this is an awfully encouraging glance, shared as it is between two people married these 66 years.
They're on a state visit to France, en route to attending the commemoration of the Normandy landing. It strikes me as both inspiring and melancholy that they'll be participating, among the ever-fewer people who were, if not there, at least on the scene at the time. She was an eager young princess, leaning how to repair jeeps, and he was a dashing and slightly exotic presence in his naval uniform, a Greek prince slowly morphing into a British sailor destined for a life of being consistently (if at times a tad acerbically) supportive of his wife's career.
All these years later, they're still at it, a record-breaking duo act - from the look of it, it's one that still has some miles on it. It gives one hope that even though we're comparatively newlyweds (what's eleven years to someone who got hitched during the Truman administration?), the Mister and I have the prospect of a good run ahead of us...