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Josh Peterson, publisher

Being married is great.

There are many great benefits of having a wife. Too many to list. To get sappy, it’s great to have someone to share life with, go on adventures with and even cheer on your favorite football team together.

Jokingly (and maybe somewhat serious), I have someone around who does half of the laundry (90% is half in my book), cooks most of my food (OK, all of my food), and cleans the house. So, all in all, being married isn’t half bad – considering I don’t do half of the work. But I’ve found that it comes in most handy when I’m sick.

I caught something (self-diagnosing, it seemed like strep throat. But I’m no doctor) over the weekend. I was down for two days. And when you are lying in bed for one full day and half of the other, time can pass incredibly slow. The world stops. Nothing is important. At least that is how I handle sickness.

I handle a fever pitifully. A mild fever and some throat pain and I’m crippled, helpless, barely able to work the TV remote. I tried picking up my phone and it was the equivalent of lifting a 40 pound dumbbell. Then when I got it lifted, the light hurt my head too much to stay awake, so I slept for hours. Long story short- I don’t do well when I get feverish. I keep the thermometer next to the bed and check every five minutes that I’m awake, just to see if my body is making any headway with this illness, that I’ve determined is life-threatening after shivering from the chills.

Meanwhile, there is Holly, going to the store for my medicines, bringing me anything I request, ensuring that I literally don’t have to lift a finger. At this time I realized that had I not gotten married, this would end far differently. There would be no getting better in two days – I would most likely be found dead in my bed days later from malnutrition and dehydration. How would I get water and food? Myself? Have you tried to walk with a fever – 20 steps from the bedroom to the kitchen feels like walking a mile with your entire body frozen.

Of course this is another area where I fall embarrassingly short. Because Holly could catch the same illness (which she most likely will now, thanks to me), yet it will not slow her. I might hear a slight grumble that she doesn’t feel well. But you can be sure that she will be at work, cooking dinner and filling out the family calendar without one thought of missing a beat.

So, guys, if you are on the fence about getting married, I must tell you: go for it.


–Josh Peterson is the publisher of the Manchester Times. He is a Tennessee Press Association award-winning writer and photographer. His column, “From the publisher’s desk” won TPA first-place honors for best personal humor column and best personal column. The National Newspaper Association named him “Top 30 Under 30” of newspaper professionals in 2016 and Editor & Publisher named him Top 25 Under 35 in 2017. He can be reached by email or by telephone at 931-728-7577 ext. 105. Follow him on Twitter @joshpeterson29


I've worked at the Manchester Times since Nov. of 2005 - starting out as a part-time sports writer before moving to sports editor, editor & eventually publisher in 2015. Love UT Football, running, my wife Holly, kids Cole & Gracie (not in that order)

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