It was 70 years ago today that my parents were married. In 1939, our nation was still feeling the effects of the great depression. Mom and Dad were married at her parents home, and they wore their best clothes.
The bride and groom on their special day.
The parents (hers on left, his on right).
The pastor of the United Brethren church (less than a mile down the road) officiated. It was a simple but happy time.
When our older son married his High School sweetheart, the ceremony was held in her parent’s back yard. The bride carried a beautiful bouquet of wild flowers that her older sister had gathered that morning. It was one of the nicest weddings I’ve ever attended.
Today, I’m thinking of Mom and Dad.
Just wonderful! What a connection with your family history. Just before I left on this hike, my SIL showed me a pic of the three remaining siblings taken the day of Kathy's funeral. Since two of them don't get along well it was a rare chance for a group photo, and it turned out really well. Such pictures are treasures.
They were so young. Yet they made it thru some seriously hard times. And managed to raise us well, too. Thanks for posting this today. I love that picture of them.
Oh, how sweet that you remembered their anniversary, Chuck. They look so happy in spite of very troubled times.
FishHawk, I had help remembering. I checked my Family Tree Maker software.
Shinade, The United Brethren in Christ is the first denomination born in the USA. It started with German-speaking immigrants in Pennsylvania. Later the church split over secret lodge membership and other issues. One wing went on to merge with the Evangelical Church to become the Evangelical United Brethren (EUB). EUB and Methodists would later merge to form the United Methodist church of today. (Sylvia grew up in EUB churches.)
My family was United Brethren in Christ. In 1943, we moved into a town with no UB church, so I grew up in a Baptist church.
UB theology is more closely united to its roots in the Mennonite community.
MA Fat Woman, Thanks. They do look good, don't they?
Pricilla,
It is good to remember your parents and your roots. It was the weekend of my folks 50th anniversary that Dad discovered he had cancer. We lost him 15 months later.
How wonderful.
My parents are both dead and have been for many years but I remember them on their anniversary too. It's coming up on October 5th which would have been 52 years.
How strong and proud they looked. I love looking at old pictures.
Chuck this is really wonderful. I just love seeing old vintage photos. The Church Of the Brethren…isn't that or wasn't it at one time also associated with The Baptist church?
It seems like I read that or heard that somewhere. I was raised Baptist so I am curious!!
Have a grand day and thanks for this wonderful share!:-)
I'm ashamed to admit that I cannot remember when my parents anniversary was. I know that they got married in 1951. Therefore, dad died in the year of their 30th.