Joe and Pat's Wedding
April 23,1958
Dear Joe,
I remember a young Joe banging his tin cup on the table and asking for more gin. Mary Louise bending over the stove lighting her cigarette and giving Joe a piece of cake with ground glass in it. It was then Joe said “I’m going to marry a woman just like my mom.” Sure enough the word came in early April 1958. Come on down to Maudlin Missouri I found the girl of my dreams. We were lucky to find maudlin Missouri , how he found Pat I’ll never know. The day Joe and Pat got hitched the sun was shinning brightly as the dust swirled through the Missouri hills. Her father was standing with his shotgun, and her mother, with tears in her eyes, so happy that her daughter was finally getting married at the old age of sixteen. There was the groom, this old sophisticated, cosmopolitan, fly boy (we called him fly boy when he was young he always forgot to zip up his fly.) But I digress, Joe always told me marry them young and take away their shoes and keep them pregnant. In the case of Pat poor gal from the hills of misery she didn’t have any shoes so that wasn’t a problem. Now they’ve been married fifty years, it’s a miracle that Pat put up with Joe that long. Who knew, water to wine, Joe and Pat, fifty years? What next , a black president? A women president?
Clyde Jelinek Route 42 Station C-9
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