Recalling volcanic wedding anniversary

Slice reader Mike Storms sent a note on Saturday.

“Today is our 39th anniversary. We’ll shortly be heading out to a fine dinner.

“We had a blast on our sixth anniversary. I remember it well. The sky got dark and I hurried to finish mowing the lawn before the storm. The clouds looked very strange, lumpy on the bottom and I could see the sun through them. I came in and found that St. Helens blew.

“Our babysitter cancelled out. I put on my cowboy hat and hoofed it to Rosauers to get a bottle of champagne. I had to undress in the garage because I was covered with ash.”