There's nothing like a 50th Wedding Anniversary! The 50th wedding anniversary is indeed "golden" -- as it marks the growth and development from year to shining year.

There are few occasions that are more important and heartfelt than a celebration of 50 years of married life. A commemoration of an extraordinary half a century together, the 50th wedding anniversary means the world to the married couple, to their children, and to their grandchildren.

Here is an actual 50th Anniversary poem, from wife to husband. Kathy gave me lots of information about her darling husband, Bob, which I incorporated into this poem. She loved it, saying, "Dear Amy, You really have "the gift." Thank you for all of your efforts, it's wonderful." I hope you enjoy this as much as Kathy has.

Dear Bob,

The corner where our friends hung out

Was where our love began

You were quite taken with me and

I liked " an older man."

For dates we went to drive-ins or

We watched a stock car heat

At Richard's Carfetaria

We liked to stop and eat.

While sitting in your Chevie

We'd had a whopper fight

I found ring in your glvoe box --

We got engaged that night!

We married one year later and

Enjoyed our first night when

We finally were on our own

(We waited way back then!)

We took a month-long honeymoon

Drove west, the country through

That trip we hit and killed a cow

And..whopps! got pregnant, too.

Three boys we've raised together now

The years just seemed to sail;

With motorcycles, school and sports

(And sometimes posting bail!)

Not one for parties, dressing up,

Prefers to wear no tie

Wore Levis then, wears Levis now --

My macho, comfort guy.

Old autos were one of your loves

Majolica was mine --

Together we searched auctions where

These pieces we could find.

Youv'e traveled with me 'round the world

To every corner flown;

Japan, Bangkok, Australia, more --

Far from your comfort zone.

Yet what a good sport you have proved

In helping fill my dreams

From trying on kimonos

To tasting Devon creams.

You didnt' seem to mind that much

Of all our traveling

If in each place you could survey

The local wiring.

These days you take our trips to see

The Skokie Valley bunch

To talk with Tony, Bill, Mike, Bob,

'Bout what to have for lunch.

These last five years we've traveled on

A road of different sort

With destinations not quite known

You still have my support.

Just like one of your boxing champs,

You've gone each rund, but more --

You have done so with dignity

And grave as none before.

I think back now on fifty years

And all the change we've bourne;

Your thick black curly hair is gone

My once-long hair is shorn.

I think of all the structures that

You've wired in your career

To turn the lights and heating on

To comfort and to cheer...

You've done the same for me -- and more!

You bring me power and light

You are my strength and energy,

From morning until night.

"You'll make it!" on his photo

Did your Gunsmoke hero declare --

Well, you're my hero, dear,

And you've already made it there!

Thank you for loving and sharing 50 years of my life!

Your Kathy