I probably shouldn't be remembering what happened 50 years ago today...however, I have thought of it...
Fifty years ago today I married my first husband. We were both so very young and immature in a lot of ways...at least I know I was. It was probably a marriage that shouldn't have happened for so many reasons. Our cultures were so different...I was born and raised in Hawaii and he was born and raised in Arkansas and Texas.
He was in the Marines stationed at the Marine Corp base in Kaneohe, HI. His sergeant brought he and some other guys to church and that is how I met him. Our marriage lasted 9 years and 11 months. The one good thing that happened in that marriage was the birth of our daughter, Denise.
My coming to the mainland was because of that marriage and in January of next year, it will be 50 years.
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