The morning of my wedding to this lovely man, newly returned from Overseas
He was picking up a bride on his way home
to the Similkameen
and this must have been the happiest one
he could find.
Hard to realize that would have been seventy-five years ago!!!
There is a Sara Teasdale poem
that has always spoken to me about this dear fellow!!
It is entitled "The Beloved"
"It is enough of honour for one lifetime
to have known you better than the rest have known.
The shadows and the colours
of your voice...
Your will, immutable and still as stone.
The shy heart, so lonely and so gay
The tenderness, the depth of tenderness....
Wide as the earth, and high, as heaven is high."