It's not everyone who has had the pleasure of being at their parent's wedding.
Of course, you can make the argument that Don and Helen were not, as a couple, technically my biological parents. Don was my dad but Helen Bork Jones was my stepmother, although I never thought of her that way. She was always my mother. Maybe because she always treated me like her son. And she was for a time by babysitter and used to let me in to the Avon Theater in Decatur for free. How cool is that?!
Happy 63rd anniversary, Mom and Dad!
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| wedding day |
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| Mom and Dad with Grandma Bork |
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| Grilling out with friends at 510 S. Victor, Champaign |
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| Visting the Watts family in Colordao Springs, c. 1963 |
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| Christmas and our first dog Sandy |
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| 1817 Crescent Drive, Champaign |
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| 510 S. Victor, Champaign |
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| 315 Westlawn, Decatur |
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