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Married hours, that is. My friends just celebrated their 4-year anniversary. Congratulations to HHH and Destiny! No mean feat, that! A drop in the bucket, some of my older friends would say at Every Day Above Ground, the assisted living facility I volunteer at every Sunday morning, playing my accordion for and card games with my pals.Just think, HHH and Destiny-You were only 20 when you got hitched. So you could EASILY get 50 more years in before you're through. Imagine-celebrating your golden anniversary when you still can really enjoy it!Not to embarass maybe my closest chums, but you see, HHH is 2 years in recovery. His nickname didn't come from the wrestler, whom HHH still loves, but the sorely missed Jay 'Pooky' Lance called HHH that ( real name Rick Close ) back when they got high together. You see, HHH could snort 3 itmes more heroin than anyone else in a sitting. A dubious distinction and a dumb joke to be sure, but like I said, they were on drugs.So along comes Destiny-you guessed it, an exotic dancer ( DO NOT call her them strippers-Trust me! ) And through the mist machine and a standing-room-only crowd one Friday night, she sees something in the deadbeat doofus HHH used to be...Flash forward a few months. At the request of HHH / Chris, Destiny is Lynn again and working check-out at Wal Mart. Chris is there too, stocking part-time and studying computer programming at the tech.Well, Sandy and I couldn't be happier for them. We get together at least every other weekend for a movie night out, or it's over to our place for a few drinks ( soda or lemonade ) and a little grilling-"When are you two going to start having kids!?"