Recently, a wedding announcement appeared in the media outlets of Rochester, New York. 99-year-old Gilbert Harrick married 86-year-old Virginia Hartman. It was his first marriage. Hey, when the right one comes along....
Herrick and Hartman were both nursing home residents. Gilbert met Virginia while admiring her artwork. They got to know each other, and, ultimately, fell in love.
On June 6, an interview with reporters revealed that the couple would have loved to elope to Fiji, but the rules of their nursing home deny them the opportunity for travel. They settled for a hometown wedding.
I love that story. And while I would not want anyone to have to wait 99 years to marry, I do appreciate the concept of carefully selecting one's mate. In an age that holds too high a value for physical beauty, there is something to be said for getting to know the soul of an individual.
Marry well–you may someday be living with that handsome 25-year-old in a nursing home… when he is 99.
He who finds a wife finds a good thing and obtains favor from the Lord (Prov. 18:22.) ESV
Source: WORLD MAGAZINE, July 30, 2011, p. 16.