Saturday would have been my parents’ 60th anniversary. Daddy died in 2006, and Mama died last year. Still, I remembered them yesterday, as I always do on Oct. 17.

They didn’t always have an easy time of it, but I think all my brothers and I have enough good memories of them to last a lifetime, especially their hugs.

While they’re not here, some fuzzy bundles of lovin’ are. Though I don’t know how many would give us a nice hug.