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Timeless Love

28 years of Love
Dedicated to My Husband

Submitted by Anonymous

'But why me,'I thought, as my boss pulled me out of the hamburger stand that I'd mastered. It was a warm late August morning in 1975 and I was assembling the burg's, heating the fry oil, stocking the condiments and putting on the coffee; all in a State Fair booth the size of closet. Then Gene 'the big boss'appeared. "You, get your things and come with me." I was stunned.

The 'Big' boss didn't say anything as he had me follow him down 'calorie alley'. Smells of elephant ears and just baked scones filled the air, and my stomach growled. A lone heart balloon had escaped the hand of a wee curly headed girl as the father was getting some goodies from the scone booth. She seemed as mesmerized by the delicate ascent of the balloon into the sky as I, and when her father turned he found her pointing and exclaiming,

"Bawoon up!" She seemed to be most pleased with her action for the moment. Flying, I thought wistfully. Wouldn't it be exciting to visit some far away land. Maybe Hawaii. I'm sure it's paradise!

"I need you to assist in this booth today," he said.

"O.K." I responded. A really cute guy was spinning apples in steaming caramel.

"Hi. It looks like I'm working here for a while. I'm Kathy."

"Hey, I'm Dave."

"What do I need to do?" I asked him. He was rapidly spinning the apples and putting them on small square sheets of wax paper, his straight long blond hair fell below his shoulders.

"Nothing for you to do until customers arrive. He doesn't want me touching the money because I'm spinning."

"Yes, that's the rule." I added. "I wonder why he chose me. Don't get me wrong, this looks like a breeze compared to what I was doing before."

Dave turned to me then and smiled. "Didn't he tell you? He didn't choose you. I did." Then he winked at me.

That was over 29 years ago. We recently celebrated our 25th anniversary with our three beautiful teenagers. We've shared times of sorrow and laughter, joy and tears, doubts and fears We've shared life. We've shared love.

And through it all, I'm glad he chose me!


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