Oh hell, they said, it couldn’t last.
They shook their heads and said, “no way” a marriage between a flagrant womanizer and a just-divorced woman could last.
That’s what they said — 35 years ago — when Doug and Amy Thompson stood before their friend — and pastor — in his living room and exchanged vows with the minister’s wife and two kids as witnesses.
Today, 35 years later, we will venture out to one of Amy’s favorite restaurants for an anniversary dinner.
Like most couples, we have had ups and down but a hell of a lot more ups.
We’ve traveled the world together, roamed the catacombs of the old city of Jerusalem, walked the streets of Rome and Israel, celebrated New Year’s in London and walked down a rain-drenched mountain on the Hawaiian island of Lanai after our four-wheel drive got stuck in the mud.
We walked among bubbling lava pits of volcanoes shortly before they erupted.
We sat an airport restaurant in Albuquerque, New Mexico in 1982, at dinner with former Texas Gov. John Connally and listened as he talked about the day President John F. Kennedy was assassinated and he was shot.
We danced at inaugural balls in Washington and chatted with the famous and not-so-famous at Presidential dinners.
Amy worked in New York on an benefit event with Al Pacino and others. She directed plays in Illinois and St. Louis and was the resident heroine on the Goldenrod Showboat.
We’re had a good life and one that is not yet over.
We’ve seen a lot and been through a lot.
It’s been a great ride.
And we hope to continue the trip together for many more years.