Keith walked in with his friend Roger, who Runi
thought was cute and wanted to dance with him. When we all got upstairs to the
dance hall, Roger asked me to dance before Keith did. I can’t remember if Roger
danced with Runi, but as soon as the dance was over, I walked over to Keith and
started to talk to him. Then we danced to the next song, and I think the one
after that.
At the end of the evening, we all walked out of the
club. It was a warm evening and we stood and talked awhile. Then Keith asked me
for my phone number. I gave it to him but was concerned he wouldn’t remember it
since he didn’t have anything to write it down on. He said he would remember it
and will give me a call. Boy, I sure hoped he would.
Now I can’t remember if he called me the following
day, but he did call me. I was thrilled. We talked a while and then he asked me
for my address and said he would come over. And that Sunday, that summer . . .
and as they say, the rest is history.
So here we are, on June 1, 2018, and don’t you laugh,
sitting across from each other working on a jigsaw puzzle. When I remarked to
him about this, we both had a good laugh and then realize that you know, this
wasn’t so bad at all. Here we are, together all these years and now have come
to a time in our lives when we can play with a puzzle in the middle of a Friday
afternoon. And then Keith said, and something he says often, how did we get
here? I smiled, he smiled, and we went on, for today is another good day and
tomorrow will come and life goes on, hopefully for many, many years to come.
Happy
Anniversary, Honey, Keith. I Love You!
Your
Honey Liz
P.S. Honey, here is a song that reminds me of when we
met. Enjoy!
The lyrics to: That Sunday, that summer
To last my whole life through
It would surely be that Sunday
The day that I met you
Newborn whippoorwills were calling from the hills
Summer was a-coming in but fast
Lots of daffodils were showing off their skills
Nodding all together, I could almost hear them whisper
"Go on, kiss her, go on and kiss her"
If I had to choose one moment
To live within my heart
It would be that tender moment
Recalling how we started
Darling, it would be when you smiled at me
That way, that Sunday, that summer
(Newborn whippoorwills were calling from the hills)
(Summer was a-comin' in but fast)
(Lots of daffodils were showin' off their skills)
(Nodding all together, I could almost hear them whisper)
("Go on, kiss her, go on and kiss her")
To live within my heart
It would be that tender moment
Recalling how we started
Darling, it would be when you smiled at me
That way, that Sunday, that summer
-Artist: Nat King Cole
-peak Billboard position # 12 in 1963
-Words and Music by George David Weiss and Joe Sherman
-peak Billboard position # 12 in 1963
-Words and Music by George David Weiss and Joe Sherman
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