Today Would Have Been My Parents’ 50th Wedding Anniversary

On an early May morning in 1974 in Queens, New York, a young girl in a satin white dress and lace veil married her high-school sweetheart, ten days shy of her twentieth birthday. Her eyes were large and blue, and they saw a future as beautiful as her long blonde hair, which, in those days, reached from crown to calf. His bushy curls were jet black. His 22-year-old face was shaved bare…