Who could ask for more?

Back in 1991 when Joy and I were married on my parents' front lawn in their gazebo, I had hired a string quartet from the Mt. Hood Pops to provide the music and an air of formality to the day. They did a great job as I recall, even with one planned request of mine that took a little practice on their part. They played "When I'm Sixty-Four." The Beatles tune written by Paul McCartney was a sweet little song on their revolutionary album Sgt. Peppers about a young man visualizing growing older with his wife. Significant this Father's Day because McCartney turns 64 today.

When I get older losing my hair
many years from now
will you still be sending me a valentine
birthday greeting, bottle of wine
If I'd been out till quarter to three
would you lock the door
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four

You'll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you

I could be handy mending a fuse
when your light have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four

Every summer we can rent a cottage on the
Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck, and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line
stating point of view
indicate precisely what you mean to say
yours sincerely wasting away
Give me your answer fill in a form
mine forever more
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four