You have probably never heard of Harold and Ruth but thanks to Bill I am going to share their story. Harold and Ruth were married for 65 years, they met as children and then became pen pals (when Harold went off to war) before finally tying the knot. They had six children and lived a life devoted to one another. In their twilight years they shared a room at the Dayton nursing home. Harold’s health recently began declining rapidly but he held on, knowing that his wife Ruth needed him. A few days before their 66th wedding anniversary Harold passed away, followed a few hours later by his wife. The family held a joint funeral for the pair with the grandaughters carrying Ruth’s casket and the grandsons carrying Harold’s. One of the daughters remarked “They were so committed and loyal and dedicated, they weren’t going to go anywhere without the other one.”
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I read this and thought,”What a way to go”. I understand the pain of losing the one you love and we aren’t all that age or lucky enough to die with or within a few hours of that one very special person you’ve spent your whole life with. It’s a truly touching story. Ah pass me a tissue will you 😦
I saw this story earlier and thought to myself, how beautiful to love that much and for so long. Thank you for sharing it again.
See there is good stories out of my friggin home.
Love for one another is so unusual today that we write about it in electronic blogs and appear in awe when we read it…. shame.
That is very touching.
Mega u make a good point. Now this story doubly makes me cry. Lol