[Old story I felt compelled to share today, our 44th wedding anniversary.
Lots of other similarities in the story, too.]
A couple was celebrating their golden wedding anniversary. Their domestic
tranquility had long been the talk of the town.
A local newspaper reporter was inquiring as to the secret of their long and
happy marriage.
“Well, it dates back to our honeymoon,” explained the lady.
“We visited the Grand Canyon and took a trip down to the bottom of the
canyon by pack mule. We hadn’t gone too far when my husband’s mule stumbled.
My husband quietly said ‘That’s once.’
We proceeded a little farther when the mule stumbled again. Once more my
husband quietly said, ‘That’s twice.’
We hadn’t gone a half-mile when the mule stumbled a third time. My husband
promptly removed a revolver from his pocket and shot him.
I started to protest over his inhumane treatment of the mule when he looked
at me and quietly said ‘That’s once.'”
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Dr Bob Griffin
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“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”