It may just seem like yesterday
When Fred did Wilma woo,
But really, all those yesteryears
Have totalled quite a few.
We see a young Miss Weber
In finery so grand,
Stand side by side with Frederick,
And vow to take his hand.
In sickness, health and poverty
And these we'll all have known,
Bonded Fred to Wilma
And seeds of love were sown.
You raised up three fine daughters
Who've families of their own
And they have handed down the love
That you, to them, have shown.
Congratulations are on order,
As now we can behold,
The Wylie - Weber Union
Has finally reached the Gold.