Lloyd and I were married on August 22, 1992 – right before school/ student teaching began. It was perfect timing, since it was right before school and all our friends would be back in Seward for the wedding. It was stupid timing as far as being teachers goes, though, because we’ve always been wiped out during that time of year. For almost every anniversary, if there was time to celebrate, we would rent a video and eat Chinese food.
On our tenth anniversary, however, I suggested that we should do something special. Perhaps a little trip, or at least some gesture to show that we had lasted a decade. “How about getting our rings engraved?” I said, thinking that we could put in a Bible verse or the date. “Yeah. How ’bout with hash marks?” replied Lloyd. After a moment of silence I burst out in laughter. Perfect!!! Like marking time served, eh? So we went into a very nice jewelry store in Lincoln and asked for the marks. We have been back each August since, with different responses – depending on who’s working the desk. Sometimes we’re charged, sometimes not. Last year one of my CDC kid’s mom worked there, so she provided transportation (of the rings) to and from the store, (no charge, of course). This year we get a slash instead of a hash, so it’s very exciting. I’m the cheapest date ever. Here are the rings before this year’s engraving:
And here they are – fresh from the engraver! Fifteen marks!