Saturday, December 12, 2009
He's my handyman
Today is Howard's and my wedding anniversary. We have been married five years! And Howard did the most romantic thing which, if you want to know what it was, you have to read his Web log. I do not have his way with words!
This morning my brother George and our friend Gary and I were walking the Ring Road in Delaware Park and we were crunching these numbers and George said I have to listen to Buddy Guy's "Five Long Years."
Howard would kill me!
From there we moved onto a long discussion of Buddy Guy...
... and how now he is the king of blues just because he is the oldest one left next to B.B. King. As opposed to a few years ago he was kicking around the Tralf and sitting around with us for as long as we wanted him to. I have pictures of us all sitting around with Buddy Guy. Once a friend of mine caught Buddy Guy's cold because he kissed her and she was really mad about that.
Just today I found a recording on the Internet of Leonard Pennario playing blues! I am serious. Well, he would kill me if I said he was playing blues. He is playing boogie-woogie. But he is the greatest! He is a maniac. He sounds like Pete Johnson. William Kapell ...
... could not do that, I am sorry.
I could not believe it, finding that recording. I had to call Howard and make him hear it.
Howard! I knew I would find my way back somehow to what I was talking about. Today Howard and I have been married for five years.
Five years ago there was a snowstorm blowing in and I always remember leaving St. Gerard's with Howard after we got married and we got into the back seat of his friend Dave Van Stone's car. Dave Van Stone was his best man.
Here is something else funny I remember. Not long after that there was a cooking club meeting at our house. We were in this cooking club and at the end of it there was just us and this one other couple, these man and his wife we had just met that night. It was a warm night and the four of us were sitting out on the back porch and we opened another bottle of wine. And we're all kind of kicked back and the other wife asks me:
"So, how long have you guys been married?"
And Howard and I looked at each other and had to do the math.
"Five months?" I said.
Howard said, "December."
And these people had kittens because they had thought we had been married forever! In a good way, of course. Do not misunderstand me.
Now it's funny, they are divorced. I feel bad about that. Had he done for her what Howard did for me they would have been like us.
Happy ever after!