They sure made the anniversary math easy by getting married in 1950. Today. 66 years ago.

All I got was a calendar pop-up reminder. And a happy quick mind memory trip, with some rummaging through what feels like too small a set of digital photos.

It can be hard to really imagine your parents as anything but your parents, not as two young people falling in love and only seeing like the next week in front of them, not 66 years.

From Mom's scrapbook, Morris and Alyce dating and enjoying time at a Pennsylvania lake

From Mom’s scrapbook, Morris and Alyce dating and enjoying time at a Pennsylvania lake

Any gift or message for them this year would have had reference to RT 66– I never asked about their fascination with it, something I never knew until they visited me in Arizona. Maybe it was the song, or just the idea in the 1950s of an adventure down a western highway.

Getting some kicks wherever you are, Mom and Dad, on anniversary year, 66?


Top / Featured image: a scan of my parent’s wedding day photo on February 5, 1950. Left to right, my grandfather (Abe), grandmother (Janet), the beaming couple, in front my Dad’s sister (Eve). All are gone now.

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    1. Well technically, DM covered the song, and I admit that I like their version ALOT (my copy likely came from you). This video has some great qualities for studying in ds106- the montages, sequence repetitions, use of color and black and white, and symbols. To bad they only ventured a little out of LA for the filming, that’s all California footage (the Joshua trees are a give-away).

      I dig living so close to this landmark road– gotta think about doing it sometime as a pilgrimage.

  1. Lovely recollections…how wonderful to be able to cherish such memories. I always feel a connection to other Morrises in the world (there are so few of us left)…would loved to have known your dad. My parents’ anniversary (77th!) was Monday of this week. So I am now the same age (56) that my dad was when I was 11. There’s that too, about our parents…realizing the ways the we are becoming them…

    1. That is more than eerie, indeed Morris, to find ourselves at the age we remember parents! My dad’s known nicknames were “Mike” (people at work called him this), “Mickey” (friends used this), “Mick” (Mom when she yelled for him), “Blackie” (for his tan), and my favorite– “Dad”.

  2. Ah 1950–the year I was born, which I’ve always thought was a few decades too early as I was already heading for fifty when the World Wide Web was born. But if that’s the year your parents were married, I’ll stop complaining and raise them a glass cuz they done good!

  3. This is so wonderful, Alan… thanks, as always, for sharing your memories with us. As I get close to celebrating what would have been my parents’ 59th anniversary this year, I loved this: “It can be hard to really imagine your parents as anything but your parents, not as two young people falling in love and only seeing like the next week in front of them, not 66 years.” Because of your writing and sharing, I (this once-and-always girl from the Bronx) will drink a toast to Morris and Alyce tonight, here in Galway. Now what would they have made of that? :)

  4. Thanks Alan! Once again, you have captured a very special memory of our mom and dad. I had to smile when I saw that picture. Mom and I would always go through her scrapbook when I went to visit. I loved hearing about what they were doing and their early life together before we were even a thought. It was a different time and they were so happy. I recently celebrated my 35th anniversary and only hope that I can make it to 66. Mom and dad are together forever now.

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