At the start of 1962 (and for sometime before) I had been living a wasted life. In February 1962 I met a girl who saved me from self-destruction. I married her. Somehow it worked. Looking back, I see that we were like injured animals who found each other, licked each other's wounds and brought healing.
On Labor Day weekend, Patti and I celebrated our fiftieth wedding anniversary. The album shown above was issued that year (1962). It was one of our favorite albums then, perhaps the first we bought together although I believe the purchase was made early in 1963. It doesn't seem that long ago.
The song sung here is appropriate for the occasion.