HAPPY MARRIAGE
There was once a man and woman who had been married for more than
60
years. They had shared everything. They had talked about
everything.
They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little
old
woman
had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her
husband
never to ask her about it.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but
one day
the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would
not
recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down
the
shoebox and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was
time
that he should know what was in the box.
When he opened it, he found two crocheted doilies and a stack of
money
totaling $25,000. He asked her about the contents. "When we were
to
be
married," she said, "my grandmother told me the secret of a happy
marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry
with
you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doily. "
The little old man was so moved, he had to fight back tears. Only
two
precious
doilies were in the box. She had only been angry with him two
times
in
all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with
happiness.
"Honey," he said, "that explains the doilies, but what about all
of
this
money?
Where did it come from?"
"Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the doilies.

There was once a man and woman who had been married for more than
60
years. They had shared everything. They had talked about
everything.
They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little
old
woman
had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her
husband
never to ask her about it.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but
one day
the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would
not
recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down
the
shoebox and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was
time
that he should know what was in the box.
When he opened it, he found two crocheted doilies and a stack of
money
totaling $25,000. He asked her about the contents. "When we were
to
be
married," she said, "my grandmother told me the secret of a happy
marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry
with
you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doily. "
The little old man was so moved, he had to fight back tears. Only
two
precious
doilies were in the box. She had only been angry with him two
times
in
all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with
happiness.
"Honey," he said, "that explains the doilies, but what about all
of
this
money?
Where did it come from?"
"Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the doilies.
