Which
is the oldest?
At
the family reunion this year,
we
made an appointment with
DeRay’s
cousin, Margo, and her husband, Bill
to
ride in their Antique Cadillac
on
our Wedding Anniversary.
To
begin the evening,
we
toured their backyard
with
beautiful flowers
a
green lawn.
No
weeds, what?
A
bridge and waterfall
A
fish pond
And
vegetable garden.
As
we drove along the streets
Of
Salt
Lake City,
we
felt like movie stars
everyone
staring, commenting, wowing.
How
were we to know
they
meant the limousine, not us?
Café
Trang always has plenty of parking.
Not
tonight. It’s the Greek Festival.
$5
Event Parking.
Unless
you’re eating at Café Trang,
as
Margo discovered when she asked.
The
impressed parking attendant promised to
keep
an eye on the limo while we dined.
Oh
my, what delicious food.
Quiet,
delectable, enjoyable.
Afterwards,
our chauffeur, Cousin Bill,
now
wearing his chauffeur’s cap
drove
us all around the Capitol Building
by
Memory Grove and gravity hill,
across
11th
Avenue to the fire station,
with
a commanding view of the night city.
Are
you sure we’re not celebrities of some sort?
Is
this a dream-come-true?
♪
This
is rather a momentous year statistic-wise,
as
DeRay points out.
We
were married in ‘56;
We’ve
been married 56 years.
Bill’s
restored Cadillac is a '36;
I
was born in ‘36.
(There
were only 5,248 Cadillac’s sold in 1936.
The
original price was $2,445.)
In
1936,
Gas
was 10 cents a gallon;
Eggs
18 cents a dozen.
The
life expectancy was 59.7 years.
(Oops,
we’ve exceeded.)
Franklin
Roosevelt was President of the United States.
A
new house might cost $3,925;
Average
Annual Income was $1,713.
A
movie ticket was 25 cents.
In
Orderville, until you were 12 years old,
movies
were a dime.
Then
they went up to 40 cents.
DeRay
wins.
He’s
the oldest antique.
He’s '34 vintage.
DeRay is twice as old as Eddy,
Who is 39.
When Ed turned 38;
DeRay was twice as old at 76 (for
a couple of months).
That’s what DeRay told me.
Blame him.
"Do you want to see the car we were in last night?"
I ask Ed when he comes into the computer room.
Barely glancing, he remarks, "The year-you-were-born-model."
