kozmic
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My wife and I enjoy our summer weekend days exploring the back country roads around us in her convertible. A few years back we stumbled across a quaint farmer's stand on a seldom-traveled, rural road not too far from Watkins Glen. Over the next couple years, we befriended the farmer and his wife (Jonathan and Greta). They are somewhat elderly and the years of toil have been hard on them but still work their small plot and proudly display and sell the "fruits of their labor".
We now stop by a few times a year to visit. My wife will bring them homemade cookies and pastries and "supplies" from the big city.
Last weekend we drove down for a visit. In casual conversation over a cup of tea it came up that they were celebrating their 50th golden wedding anniversary in a few weeks.
Jonathan suggested they do something special in honor of their milestone. He thought perhaps a weekend getaway to New York City to see a broadway show. Greta quickly pointed out that there was much to be done on the farm and such a trip would be unwise and much too extravagant. This seemed to miff Jonathan who truly wanted to treat the love of his life to a memorable celebration.
Conversely Greta suggested a small dinner with their family and an quiet evening at home. Jonathan pointed out that is what they do most every weekend anyway. Greta then said "well, we could slaughter a pig".
Jonathan, now clearly quite unhappy with the direction of the plans said "Now Greta, there's no reason to punish a pig for something that happened 50 years ago"!
The remainder of our visit was somewhat uncomfortable.
We now stop by a few times a year to visit. My wife will bring them homemade cookies and pastries and "supplies" from the big city.
Last weekend we drove down for a visit. In casual conversation over a cup of tea it came up that they were celebrating their 50th golden wedding anniversary in a few weeks.
Jonathan suggested they do something special in honor of their milestone. He thought perhaps a weekend getaway to New York City to see a broadway show. Greta quickly pointed out that there was much to be done on the farm and such a trip would be unwise and much too extravagant. This seemed to miff Jonathan who truly wanted to treat the love of his life to a memorable celebration.
Conversely Greta suggested a small dinner with their family and an quiet evening at home. Jonathan pointed out that is what they do most every weekend anyway. Greta then said "well, we could slaughter a pig".
Jonathan, now clearly quite unhappy with the direction of the plans said "Now Greta, there's no reason to punish a pig for something that happened 50 years ago"!
The remainder of our visit was somewhat uncomfortable.
