70 Years and Going Strong

link: Couple Celebrates 70 Years of Marriage

When Charley and Allie Fry married in 1937, they had a grand total of $20 in cash.

They also had a bolt-action rifle, 10 acres in the Missouri Ozarks and enough love to last seven decades. The 20 bucks is long gone, the rifle disappeared years ago, and the family farm was left behind for a better life "out west." And the love? It still glows in their eyes like warm embers as Charley and Allie look back in contentment at their 70 years together and all it has wrought. "Maybe we're not rich in dollars and cents," Charley, 89, says as he sits next to Allie in the living room of their home in old Rosedale. "But we're rich in trust."

Just when I think I've given up on romance, I read a story like this. Check it out. I dare you to get through this article without your heart skipping a beat or two!

In honor of National Poetry Month, which was revealed to me by my friend Kathy, I'll include the poem Mrs. Fry shared in the article:

"Muddy Little Feet”
By Allie R. Fry, Feb. 13, 1957

Muddy little shoes,
Eight pairs of them in all;
Tracking in the mud,
Through six rooms and a hall.
Sometimes I grow discouraged,
Though I know I never should;
But it seems that cleaning house,
Does so very little good.
I scrub and clean and hang up clothes,
To make the house look neat;
And then the kids come home from school,
With muddy little feet.
They throw down coats and books and all;
Just any place you see,
And training them to put them up,
Seems very hard for me.
But if I keep on trying,
Someday perhaps I’ll win,
And make good mothers of my girls,
And my boys good honest men.
But when they’re all grown up and gone,
I’ll wish so much to see,
Those muddy little tracks brought in,
By muddy little feet.

Doesn't that make you want to hug Mrs. Fry? Bless this couple for loving each other and their family so well!