It was exactly 5:00 p.m. when we tied the knot at a church of El Cristo (The Christ) on July 12, 1980. That was almost 36 years ago. That is a bit more than my whole biological age.
We were wise enough to buy a brand new house before the event. I didn’t want to rent an apartment. Took the financial risk and plunged in with a 25-year mortgage with the Caja de Ahorros. Five years later the mortgage was paid in full. At that time I had a very good salary working as a Comptroller in a large sugar mill.
Rewinding a little, I recall the day I had to buy the rings. Had no idea how to buy them or where. By chance I happened into a modest jewelry at the now Pedestrian Street (then Central Avenue), asked for marriage rings and exited the place with two golden rings—and a smile on my face. The cost? Only sixty bucks. Pretty cheap I might add. Thirty-six years later we still have them.
Below is a recent picture of the jewelry store—Joyería Hawaii. Take a look.