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A wedding anniversary is the anniversary of the date a wedding took place. Traditional names exist for some of them: for instance, 50 years of marriage is called a "golden wedding anniversary" or simply a "golden anniversary" or "golden." 25 years is silver or silver anniversary And 75 years is Diamond or Diamond anniversary.
The historic origins of wedding anniversaries date back to the Holy Roman Empire, when husbands crowned their wives with a silver wreath on their twenty-fifth anniversary, and a gold wreath on the fiftieth. Later, principally in the twentieth century, commercialism led to the addition of more anniversaries being represented by a named gift.
In the Commonwealth realms, one can receive a message from the monarch for 60th, 65th, and 70th wedding anniversaries, and any wedding anniversary after that. This is done by applying to Buckingham Palace in the United Kingdom, or to the Governor-General's office in the other Commonwealth realms.
THE KID'S LAST FIGHT
WRITER BOB MERRILL
It was Tiger Wilson versus Kid McCoy In the summer of `ninety-three Now the Kid was everybody's pride and joy Just as game as a kid could be And his darlin' Bess was in the second row She was prayin' with all her might Sayin, "Kid, we need that little bungalow Oh, you've just gotta win tonight" Come on, Kid, come on, Kid Let's hit him with a left and a right Go on, Kid, go on, Kid But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight (But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight) Now the Kid had fever to the very bone But nobody would ever guess He was in there fightin' on his heart alone Cause he just had to win for Bess Oh, the Kid was battered, the Kid was floored But the count never got to ten Though his brain was reelin' when the people roared He was up on his feet again Come on, Kid, come on, Kid Let's hit him with a left and a right Go on, Kid, go on, Kid But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight (But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight) Said the Tiger, scowlin', don't you know you're through I can whip you just like a child I'm gonna take the fight and take your woman too When he heard that the Kid went wild Said the Kid, "For that I'll tear you limb from limb" And he sprang like an angry colt He said a punch a-flyin at the Tiger's chin Knocked him out like a thunderbolt Come on, Kid, come on, Kid Let's hit him with a left and a right Go on, Kid, go on, Kid But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight (But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight) To the crowd that saw it there was little doubt That the Kid was a champ that night But the champ would never have another bout `Twas the fever that won the fight Gather round, I'm bettin' even money folks There's a bell soundin' way up high And the champ is climbin' through the golden ropes Of the Big Ring up in the sky Come on, Kid, come on, Kid Let's hit him with a left and a right Go on, Kid, go on, Kid But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight