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It all began in the summer of '70. Prior to then, I'd never heard of you. By the summer of '71, we were saying, "I love you". This was the summer I asked, "Would you?, and you said, "Yes". By the summer of '72, we were at the altar saying, "I do". By summer of '82, we'd settled out west, 2000 away. By summer '92, we'd finished having three kids. In the summer of '94, we had our first grandchild. By summer 2002, We were still saying, "I love you", and "I do". Some years, we wanted to say, "We don't", but we didn't. By summer 2012, the economy nosedived, but we survived. So here we are in the summer of 2022, with 50 years of "I dos". 061522PS

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