It was the summer Bryan Adams got his first real six-string, Buzz Aldrin walked on the moon, and four hundred thousand hippies rocked out in rural New York.
It was also the summer my parents got married.
And, fifty years later, we--their four children, four in-laws, and ten grandchildren--managed to pull off a surprise party.
Just like Woodstock, the party went on for days...
Cheers to a married life well lived.
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