I've spent the entire week talking about travel. Why stop now?
I caught the travel bug early, and that's thanks to the two people who are celebrating a big day today. When I was just a little kid I remember going on road trips to strange and exotic places like Minnesota and Texas, and when I was a senior in high school I joined those two on a long and unique trip, thanks to something you'd never see today—fly as much as you want anywhere you want within a two week span for just one fare. On that one trip we ended up in such varied places as Los Angeles, Miami, and Washington DC (yes, in one trip and for one fare).
Needless to say, I haven't stopped since.
Those two people, obviously, were my parents, and like all good Gen X-ers I'm “blaming” them for my urge to travel. I even hope I've paid them back, a little, when Loraine and I convinced them to join us in Europe twice (among my favorite travel memories, by the way). Today's a big day in their lives, as it was on this day a, uhm, few years ago when they got hitched. Since then, they've raised a family, owned and operated businesses, retired, and became snowbirds, ensuring that their days of travel are not yet over.
So two the two people without whom I would (literally) not be possible, happy anniversary. Thanks for instilling that love of travel (among other things) into me. And thanks for being the kind of parents that still allow me to take them out to lunch every year on this big day.
Happy anniversary!!
Love,
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