Joe and Ann met in 1964Joe was a young soldier on leave, and Ann was a nurse at the local hospital, working tirelessly to tend to the men who came home battered and bruised. One afternoon, they happened to sit next to each other on a rickety bench in a small park by the hospital. Joe, looking down at his boots, noticed a young woman with kind eyes and a quiet smile reading a book beside him. They struck up a conversation about the book, and Joe felt like he’d been swept away to another world, far from the war and all its chaos.
The very next day, Joe had to leave for deployment again, but before he did, they arranged to meet on that same bench, no matter where life took them. Miraculously, they both survived the war, and when Joe returned, he found Ann waiting for him on that bench, a familiar sparkle in her eyes. They shared a lifetime together, raising a family, building a home, and creating a love that would endure the tests of time.
When they retired at age 55, they made it their tradition to return to that very park every single day, to sit together on their bench. Rain or shine, they’d be there, side by side, sharing stories, laughing, or just holding hands in comfortable silence. As the years went on, people in the town started calling it “Joe and Ann’s Bench.” Young couples would stop and smile at the sight of them, seeing the kind of love they hoped to grow into one day.
Their lives were filled with seasons of change—new grandkids, old friends passing, aches and pains that came with age—but that bench stayed the same. To them, it was more than a spot in the park; it was a witness to their love story, to all the memories they’d shared there.
Now, at 100 years old, they still meet at that bench every day. Joe helps Ann with her coat, and Ann straightens Joe’s hat before they sit. They often laugh about how old they’ve gotten, and every once in a while, Ann will lean her head on Joe’s shoulder like she did in the early days. Sometimes they’re silent for long stretches, but in that silence, they feel the weight of the love they’ve built together, rich with a thousand unspoken words.
When people ask them the secret to staying in love for so long, Joe always winks and says, “Just find someone you want to sit with, forever.” Ann always smiles at him when he says this, knowing he still means it with his whole heart.
Miracle after 128-hour— two-month-old baby rescued people applaud with joy
There are some happy and hopeful times in Turkey despite the tragedy and melancholy. One such instance included the discovery of a 2-month-old infant who had been buried under debris for 128 hours and was still alive. The baby, astonishingly, had not been hurt.
On social media, a video of a 2-month-old infant is gaining popularity. This baby was buried beneath the wreckage of their Hatay, Turkey, home, leaving people in awe of the wonders of nature. The infant, who was only two months old, spent 128 hours below the ground. But the infant was discovered unharmed and breathing.
the expression of desolation, hunger, thirst, and cold.Following the earthquake in Turkey, a 2-month-old infant with tearful blue-colored eyes is rescued from the wreckage of a house after 128 hours of agony while trapped beneath the debris. A miracle in the earthquake’s anguish.
— February 11, 2023, Emmanuel Fosu-Mensah (@kwasifosu25)
The baby is seen being held in a man’s arms and latching on his finger in the widely shared video on social media. Many have expressed amazement at the unexpected sight.
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