By Loren Moore (We Will Always
Miss You, Loren)
Johnnie asked me what we were going to do for our
anniversary, and I told her we were going to the Dairy Queen for supper and
then to a girlie show for entertainment.
Now this may sound funny for an old couple celebrating
their 52nd wedding anniversary, but thatís what Iíve been telling Johnnie
for more years then I can remember. Itís a family joke. We have never gone
to the Dairy Queen and a girlie show for our anniversary, but it has a
certain amount of shock value when you tell someone else.
I donít remember when it started or why it started,
but a good bet would be when I had something planned that I wanted to
surprise her with. We would get dressed up and I would drive to the local
Dairy Queen, but instead of stopping, I would drive on.
Then we would go to some fancy restaurant for dinner.
We were never big on going to parties and never went dancing, so our
celebrating was usually just out to a nice dinner. We have never been to a
girlie show in our life.
That is not until our 52nd wedding anniversary. Let me
tell you about it. Our favorite Dairy Queen had gone out of business, so we
had to go to Braums.
When we got there it was lunchtime. We donít either
one drive after dark any more. We went in and ordered a hamburger and drink.
We were looking forward to an ice cream cone after our hamburger.
In November Braums always has their holly day flavors.
Johnnie likes their pumpkin flavored ice cream and I like their
eggnog-flavored ice cream.
As we sat there eating our hamburgers, a mother walked
in with her daughter. The little girl looked to be about three years old.
They sat in the booth directly across from us.
The little girl got up on her knees with her elbows on
the table while her mother went to the window to place their order. She
looked over at me and I winked at her. She grinned and tried to wink back,
but both eyes closed and the corner of her mouth turned up.
I couldnít help laughing. Johnnie wanted to know what
I was laughing about? I told her to watch the little girl across from us and
winked at her again. It had the same results; she closed both eyes and the
corner of her mouth turned up. Johnnie laughed along with me this time.
When we finished our hamburger we just sat there
watching the little girl and her mother. The little girl would take a bite
of her French fries and then wipe her mouth with her napkin, then take a
drink of whatever was in her cup. Then she would look at me and try to wink.
I always winked back at her.
When her mother finished her hamburger she lifted the
little girl out of the booth and wiped the ketchup off her hands and face.
Then took her by the hand and led her out. Just before they went out the
front door the little girl turned back and winked at me one last time.
"Well, I guess we have had our girlie show this year.
Now letís go get our ice cream cone."
From now on I will have to say weíre going to Braums
and a girlie show. But none of them will be any better then that first
Johnnie said, Ö but no, thatís a whole nother story
for a different time.
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