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Donald & Genevieve Couch Celebrate 72 Years of MarriageDBy Sally Kalosonald Lee Couch and Genevieve Maxine Couch met in 9th grade at junior high school. Donaldhad a crush on Genevieve, and a friend set up a double date, where they went to the movies. They both enjoyed each other's personalities, sparking the beginning of their relationship.At the time, Donald was 18 and Genevieve was 17. They married on May 30, 1953, in San Antonio and recently celebrated 72 years of marriage. The couple has three children (two girls and one boy), five grandchildren, and nine great- grandchildren.When asked about the secret to their long marriage, Donald said, "You must learn to compromise," while Genevieve added, "Do as much together as possible."They shared some surprising facts about themselves, including their age, the length of their marriage, and their love for fishing in Rockport, TX. They also fondly recall a family adventure where they gathered 18 family members for a 5-day cruise to the Caribbean, which was a blast.Their advice to couples getting married includes:1. Follow your dreams and pursue them early in marriage—you never know what tomorrow may bring.2. Always kiss goodnight and say, "I love you."3. Never go to bed angry or upset with each other.STONE OAK HANDYMAN INC Home Repair & Property MaintenanceAgingGracefullyWithASenseOfHumorBy Kaye Brown~ Zumba For Seniors ~Ime to try it with her. She had read how it was fast paced dancing, but that anybody could do it. So, I, being of legal age (for Medicare) agreed to join her in our quest of losing weight, tightening our booties and having loads of fun!!!Our first mistake, after deciding to try the class, was the clothes we were wearing. We both had on well-worn sweatpants and baggy t-shirts. The other Zumba-ers had on these cute little brightly colored extremely tight pants of various lengths and multiple layers of shirts, cross-strappy workout bras, covered by a sleeveless shirt covered by a spaghetti strap shirt and then there were the matching headbands and wristbands, which we soon discovered were for mopping the sweat off your face.At this point, we should have made a beeline to the door, but we had been spotted by the punisher-in-chief, Miranda. I have no words to describe her except she looks like a normal person but too soon we found looks can be deceiving.All the Zumba-ers were spread out over the room, seemingly in some kind of arrangement where each one has a three- foot square area of their very own. We were not given any instructions on where to stand, but we did manage to occupy as little space as possible as far from Miranda as possible. Miranda gave a little speech about enjoying ourselves and just have fun. ("And try not to hurt yourself", no she didn't say that.) With those words of encouragement, the penalty phase started.Music, or whatever it was, started blasting out of the speakers at 200 decibels and just about knocked Beatrice and me on our butts. Everybody else started moving all their parts in different directions very rapidly. Turn right, turn left, lift your legs, lift your arms, shake your booty, roll, stomp, turn right, turn left, right, left, right, left, etc. That was just the first 30 seconds. From then on it got serious.The music was hip hop or rap, not sure what the difference is, but I do know there are some words in there that are definitely not in church hymnals. Probably the most humiliating thing about Zumba is the MIRRORS. Mirrors and fluorescent lighting are the bane of women over 35. They should be outlawed in every changing room and beauty shop worldwide. No woman looks as bad as those damned lights make her look. They are everywhere, in front, in back and probably on the ceiling. But there was nothing we could do about it now, so we put that in our memory bank to ponder after we escaped.After the first song, which I'm sure lasted 10 minutes, Beatrice and I tried to breathe but we didn't have the strength to inhale,had indeed deliberately walked into the multipurpose room to try Zumba. My friend, Beatrice, had encouragedWe Want Your Good News!210.548.6448Submit In Your Story Ideas And Photos To info@stoneoakhighlights.com• Small Interior Painting Jobs• Finish Carpentry • Installation• Assembly Services • Minor ElectricalRepairs• Maintenance & Morelet alone exhale. Luckily, I had brought some tissues and a bottle of water or otherwise we would have passed out from dehydration and excessive sweating. The other Zumba-ers were acting as if they had been sitting down resting for an hour and were anxiously awaiting the second song.When Beatrice and I managed to locate the clock to see how much more we had to endure before we could escape, we discovered that we had only been there 4 minutes. I was sure we would never leave that room alive. Each song seemed endless, and my sweatpants kept getting baggier because of all the sweating I was doing, and my shirt was clinging to every inch of my body, which was not a pretty sight as the mirrors would confirm.Finally, after an incredibly long 50 minutes, Miranda, who looked as fresh as a daisy, said it was time for a cooldown. Hallelujah! they are going to turn on the air conditioning. Just another word for fooled you again, old timers! Now we have to stretch our non-existent muscles and try to keep in an upright position while standing on one foot and closing our eyes and inhaling and exhaling.Everybody else is happily chatting with each other as they walk out the door with hardly a hair out of place and their cute little outfits still sweat free, while Beatrice and I are leaning against the wall and wishing that we had brought our phones with us so we could call the rescue, someone in our family or a neighbor to come and get us. About that time Miranda came bounding over to ask us how we liked Zumba. I wanted to slap her and smash her against the wall, but Beatrice prevailed and told her it was just the workout we were looking for.We finally managed to get to our cars and decided to go have a strong drink, but we smelled too sweaty, so we just decided to head on home and soak in a big old tub and have a few or a lot of drinks. Thinking about it now, one thing is for sure, we'll be back next week and with new Zumba friendly clothes.Gibbs is glad I'm home and we can hang out together and go get ice cream.FREE ESTIMATES(210) 500-3245Brandon@stoneoakhandyman.com FULLY INSURED www.stoneoakhandyman.comLic.# B30931701San Antonio’s ONLY Certified Master Locksmith & Certified Professional Safe Tech• Over 43 years experience• Residential and Commercial Installs • Repairs • RekeyingRealtors & Property Managers WelcomeProfessional ServiceAffordable Rates / Military DiscountsWilliam Young CML, CPSCallToday! 610-476-4734 youngcml@yahoo.com14www.stoneoakhighlights.comAugust 2025