As Jimmy Buffett puts it, "It's been a lovely cruise." We just finished a week aboard the Carnival Spirit (without ever seeing Kathy Lee), sailing from Anchorage to Vancouver. For my parents' 50th anniversary, which they celebrate this summer, they wanted to take their children and spouses on an Alaskan Cruise. We have been surrounded by the beauty of God's creation -- animals (bear, moose, bald eagles, otters, whales, etc.), mountains, glaciers, and ocean -- for the past week. Nothing restores my spirit like mountains. The rest was bonus. And we ate . . . and ate . . . and ate. Like hobbits. My parents were married in the summer of 1955. Eleven months after they married, I arrived. Their first year of marriage was spent in Pittsburgh, PA, where Dad was stationed. Then after a brief stay in Neosho, MO, we moved to Austin for two years, where they finished their degrees in journalism (Dad) and English (Mom). The other 47 years of their marriage have been in Neosho. I'll probably write more about it in August when the actual anniversary date arrives. But needless to say, I'm very thankful for their love that has survived and thrived through the past five decades.