The Hoffmans and the Sweets were part of a group of 40+ year olds in Salem that were very cool. All slim, employed, empty-nesters (mostly) and always welcome in any restaurant because our group would drop a ton of money every week. We all laughed loudly and often and spent much time loitering in the parking lots saying good night. Gosh we had fun. Those years were great. Pat Hoffman and I were working at VIP’S in 1978 when we discovered we had the same birthday AND the same towels in our bathrooms AND the same fabric in our living room furniture. Today I consider the coincidences a gift in my lifetime. I love Pat. I call her my rock because no matter the who, the what, or the when there is a familiarity and a similarity in our views that ground me. Joe was the glamorous fly boy (what is more glamorous than Top Gun?) Handsome, sophisticated…this guy knew how to make a real “Manhattan” before dinner when the rest of us thought it was a big city…And..(Pat told us this)..He was disciplined! Disciplined is a big word. That means Joe would have to maintain his weight and continue exercising and running even into his 70’s. W-e-l-l-l He does. Once Joe talked Glen into running a race in Seattle at the Husky Stadium and even provided running shoes. Glen came in third…….of course only three men were running the race. Glen said I could write this story if I added that he had two fans cheering him on in the stadium in his very first race and Joe had none….hee-hee. We have known Joe and Pat for 30 years. Through all the good times and the sad times, changing hairstyles and Wall Street cycles, The Hoffmans are still a Class Act.
HAPPY 50TH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY
We love you and hope the next 25 years are even better than these first 50 years.
Marcia and Glen Sweet
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