I don’t want to overstate it, but my new Fish Friends (Farmer’s Market) lit up my day, telling me they have finally (Jim and Brittney, on the right, Janelle on the left) scheduled a wedding day in October.

I admit to doing something I rarely do: talking to Jim about setting a date, nudging him. Jim and Brittney have been talking about getting married for years. I see them as such a good and natural couple that I nudged Jim a bit, taking advantage of the rights of an older man to pester the young ones.

Please take a look at the photo. They are as lovely as they look. Sometimes, the Farmer’s Market is the family I was meant to have.

The Fish Family, as I call them,  is located in Glens Falls, the gateway to the Adirondack. They work at the Adirondack restaurant and the fish store. They get up early and visit the Cambridge Farmer’s Market every day. I met them there, and we rarely stop laughing.

They are hard-working, kind, and warm. I buy fresh lobster,  shrimp, clam cakes, stuffed clams, and Salmon cakes for Maria and me each week. Their fish is terrific, and we have become friends. They have enriched our lives; we gave up on fresh fish here.

Knowing people like this, especially young, hardworking, and on-the-go (no time for TikTok), is a gift to me. Jim says I can take some credit for getting him to move. I told him relationships like this one—you can see how much they love each other—should not be taken for granted.

I wasn’t the only one telling him this, but I’ll take a small percentage of the credit. Good for you, Jim and Brittney, and sister Janelle. Jim listens.

You are three of the nicest people I have ever met. Thanks for your great fresh fish and friendship, which is worth almost as much as a pound of lobster meat. Best to you, and love, Jon.
I look forward to seeing you in a few weeks, and I can sneak into your wedding in the Fall. You feel like family. Now I have to figure out a present, maybe something with fins.