78 thoughts on “From an interesting conversation we had at work the other day

  1. I forgot to come back and enter this yesterday.
    My mother was divorcing my biological father and had moved back to live with her parents in Monahans, Texas (think small town, then think smaller and in West Texas.) She got a job at an oil-and-gas company where Daddy was working as a chemist. He wanted to ask her out for Valentine’s Day, but had to work out in the field that day. They had their date. They were married on June 18, which also was his birthday and she didn’t even know that until they were getting the marriage license. I think she told me they used to meet up to catch little smooches without getting caught. My favorite part of this story: She said they felt very virtuous because they waited until June to get married after only knowing each other 5 months! I was formally adopted by him at the age of 15 months old and I am so lucky he wanted me.
    Their marriage was not perfect, but most of the time it was wonderful for them and for their daughters. They loved each other dearly and were married almost 42 years before he died. They talked about everything. He wrote her love poems and even composed a song for her when he got one of those Casio keyboards. She died 14 years later still missing him as much as the day he died.

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  2. I’m assuming this happened in Kentucky, but I’m sure that’s not right. My mom was a young widow. She met my dad who was an MP in the Army after she hit a deer with her car (I’m sure she was still a teenager when this went down; like I said a YOUNG widow). They were together for a tumultuous 13 years or so before they divorced. She told me years later that he was the love of her life but they couldn’t live together. I think, had they met later in life, they may have been able to make it work, who knows.

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  3. It’s a cautionary tale of parental interference. My mother was engaged to a sweet boy whom she deeply loved. My mom isn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer, and neither was this guy, but my aunt tells me they would have been absolutely perfect for each other. However, my grandmother convinced my mom that this boy wasn’t good enough for her, so she broke off the wedding just a few days before the date, and she broke both their hearts. Meanwhile, my dad had a girlfriend and was getting serious with her, and his mother convinced him that she wasn’t good enough for him. More on that later. So fast forward a year and my mom is working at a department store with my dad’s mother. My grandmother decided my mom was perfect for her boy, so she introduced them. Both felt pressure from their parents to marry; my mom wasn’t strong enough to say no despite the warning signs that he wouldn’t be faithful or kind. My dad said yes just to get his mother off his back. They married and spent 12 years making each other and their kids miserable. They finally divorced, and my dad remarried twice – the second time to the girl he had dated in high school. She’s a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad woman who is on marriage #4, so grandma was right on that one. My mom remarried once to a man who everyone said was bad for her but she was tired of people telling her what to do so she married him anyway, and ended up divorced again a few years later. She often wonders what would have been if she’d just stood up for herself and married guy #1. I wonder too. Would it have been like Marty McFly’s mom in Back to the Future, where she was miserable but after he changed the past she was so happy? Anyway, note to self: When my boys are ready to pick spouses, stay out of it.

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  4. My parents met through my dad’s best friend. The guys were walking past my mother’s family’s back yard where my mom was hanging laundry in her short shorts. My father liked what he saw and asked his friend, who knew my mom’s whole family, to introduce him. He did, they dated and eloped at 19. They married in 1958 and celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary last July. They are both eighty years old. It was not always bliss but they made it through five kids and twenty-five years of retirement together.

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  5. My mom was considering being a nun and was in the convent. I think she met my dad thru one of her brothers becauae they were studying at Notre Dame. After she met him she decided to leave the convent. They have been married for over 53 years and are still crazy about each other. They are each other’s best friend.

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  6. My dad has 3 brothers and a sister. My mom was friends with two of his brothers and had met his entire family before she met my dad when he came back from serving during the Vietnam war. My dad fell in love with my mom at first sight and asked her out to the movies even though he was super shy. 6 months later (about a month after my mom graduated high school) they got married. My 2 sisters and I are now making plans for my parents’ 50th anniversary next summer.

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  7. Grad schools in Boston, although they were each attending a different one. I actually don’t know the specifics–I wish I did.

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  8. My parents met in college in the mid 60s. Dad was dating one of Mom’s sorority sisters. They broke up, and he started dating Mom a short time later. They eventually divorced and married other people. Mom has been a widow for more than 15 years. Dad and step mom have been married 37 years.
    My in-laws met in elementary school!! He was the only person she ever dated. They were married nearly 50 years until he died. He was one of those people who looked and acted like an old man his entire life. She’s still alive and healthy.

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  9. I honestly don’t know how my dad and my biological mom met. I’ll have to ask my aunt. My biological mom was diagnosed with breast cancer when I was 3 and died a couple of weeks after I turned 5.

    My dad was a photographer for the Atlanta Journal and Constitution. He met my mom who raised me at work because she was a secretary there. They got married 9 months after my bio mom died, a couple of months before I turned 6. They were married 33 years and then divorced.

    My dad met his third wife in an Old Time Pottery store. He was there trying to find stuff for the house after my mom moved out.

    My mom met her current husband back when they were in high school. When he found out she and my dad were divorcing he got in touch with her.

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  10. My mother played the piano in an “all girls dance band’ in England. My father was a uni student working as a stagehand for the summer. He helped her raise her piano seat and was smitten. She asked if he played bridge, he lied and said yes he would meet her for a game after the concert. They were engaged in two weeks, and then he had to go back to school. She took the train down to London four weeks later to marry him – and had a panic attack on the train as she couldn’t remember what he looked like! They were married that day at the same court house as Liz Taylor and Richard Burton, and just celebrated their 66th anniversary.

    Sidebar: they didn’t tell anyone they were married for a while, but finally my mother had to change the name on her passport as she was travelling to Europe and North Africa with the band. She told the band leader who recognized a great publicity hook and called one of the national newspapers in Britain. My parents still hadn’t told their own parents, so each had to jump on the train and visit their families to let them know they were married before the papers hit the street.

    My parents are still head over heels with each other, and just as impulsive as they were in September 1952.

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  11. My mom rode horses and my dad raced cars, both of them for fun. They met either at a race where Mom learned to drive like Speed Racer because she thought my dad was hot, or at a horse show. I think it was the racing. Mom was pretty good at it and I guess my dad was, too.

    Anyway, Mom tried to set him up with her sister. And then later, she tried to set up my step-father with her sister. Both of those men married my mom.

    Hey! If you are single, try to set me up with someone! Maybe it will work the same for you . . .

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  12. I really wish I knew how my mom and dad met. They lived in Saginaw, MI – and I have heard that my mom was walking down the street and my dad saw her… but you know, I doubt that is how it happened But, my mom died quite suddenly at the age of 34 – their marriage was pretty rocky. Mom’s death destroyed my very young heart. My dad went on and lived for many more years – until he got pancreatic cancer. For several days he called out to mom. She died on August 11, on a Tuesday at 9:45 pm in 1953. Dad died on August 11, a Tuesday, at 9:45 pm in 1992. Perhaps there are many things we never know about people and how they love each other!

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  13. In a play called “Boy Meets Girl.” No, really. He was the boy, she had a bit part. They married within a year and were married for over 50 years. Talk about setting a high bar.

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  14. My mom was working at a diner. My dad had just gotten back from the Korean War.
    He offered her a ride home. She walked to and from work. He was a stranger so she said no. He drove slowly beside her all the way home to make sure that she made it safely. Apparently, she thought that was sweet rather than stalky. Married until my dad died when I was 15 and she never remarried.

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  15. My Dad moved to Chicago to attend med school. He and his roommates had a basement apartment and when the 2nd floor apt became available, they moved up. My mom and her best friend were nurses who were recruited to work at a hospital in Chicago, so they moved from Delaware. Into that basement apartment. My dad was on the porch when they were moving in and offered to help. Married in 1959 and were happy for most of that time. My dad got Parkinsons and that was rough but they stayed together until my dad died in 2000.

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  16. My parents met when my mom moved next door to my dad. Yes, my dad married The Girl Next Door. They had nothing in common and no shared interests or hobbies and both of them cheated throughout the marriage. They finally divorced my senior year of high school, just shy of their 20th anniversary prompting sighs of relief from my sisters and me. Once the divorce was final, they became the best of friends and even “dated” for several years. Even though my dad remarried, when he was diagnosed with cancer, the first person he told was my mom. She says she still feels his presence around her.

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  17. Mine met in high school chorus class, 1969. My mother said she didn’t like my father (he was a jerk, still is), but he asked her out so she thought she should be polite and go. They dated for a few months, he pressured her to “go all the way” and she got knocked up on prom night.

    When my mother told him she was pregnant, he pulled over and said, “Get out of my goddamned car.”

    Later that night, my grandfather threatened to skin him alive if he didn’t marry my mother, and aside from their horrible marriage and even more horrible divorce, it was the right thing to do. (Please note the sarcasm. I’m so glad women have choices now and don’t have to marry some jerk just because they get pregnant.)

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  18. My parents met at church when they were in grade school. She wrote their names in dirt and said she was going to marry him. They got married at 21 and were married 62 years when Mother died in 2011. Daddy just passed away at 91.

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  19. I wish I knew. I spent years googling California piers, trying to figure out where a certain photo of them had been taken in the 1940’s, without success. Last summer I was with a friend who drove us out onto the pier in Santa Cruz. When I looked back to the shore I recognized one building. We compared it to the photo, and the mystery was solved.

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  20. My parents worked at the same large company on different shifts and met at a bar popular with employees. They ended up sitting next to each other. They saw each other everyday for 9 months before he asked her to marry him. After she said yes, my father said something along the lines of, “Well since were getting married I guess it’s okay if I pass gas in front of you.” And then he did just that. They married in 1969 and my father passed away a year and half ago,

    The bar still exists, it’s called The Holiday and I want to take my mom there someday soon to get a more detailed version of it all.

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  21. I’m glad you asked because I realized I didn’t know. I emailed her this morning to ask how they met and she replied, “We were invited to the party of a girl from school and she suggested he pick me up. She was actually playing matchmaker for some reason.”

    I knew they met in high school, neither set of parents approved, and that they eloped the August after graduation. They tried to elope several times, but always got cold feet. It was an OK marriage, I think. Not fantastic. But now my father is gone, she misses him an awful lot. He died after their 49th anniversary.

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  22. My parents met on a blind date. My dad says the first three dates they went on he got really confused because her hair changed colors and lengths. She wore all kinds of wigs ( it was the late 60s so ..). He left soon after to Germany as a missionary for our church for two years, and although she had gotten engaged twice while he was gone, she was still single when he got back so everything worked out. Their marriage isn’t perfect, but they still work everything out. Great example for me of tolerance and patience.

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  23. My parents met while they were attending community college, but they didn’t meet at school. My Dad loves antique cars and had found out that my grandfather was also an aficionado. So they met because Dad came to the house to hang out with my grandfather.

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  24. My mom was in an orphanage she was 14 and my dad came there to pick up someone else for a date he was 21. My mom must have thought that was her way out. The next time he came back my mom said that she got in the car and they went on a date. They married shortly after. They had 5 kids living in a firehouse, my dad was the only fireman in that small area. Then when she was pregnant for me they bought a house and my little sister came the next year after me. My mom and dad were never really happy, my mom actually fell in love with my dad sisters husband, I believe he loved her too and they were supposed to run off but he got scared. They divorced when I was about 4, and my mom met my stepfather at a night club about two years later and were married quickly. Amazing that a man would want a woman with seven kids.. What a difference that made in our lives. We went from poor to having a maid over night. They had two kids together so that made nine. Then my brother who has at least 5 kids, didn’t want them so my mom and step dad adopted the two that they were raising. That makes 11. They stayed married until he passed away at 91 and two years later my mom passed at 69.

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  25. My Nana worked at the local newspaper and came home one day and told her 2 daughters that there was the cutest, nicest boy that started working there and that one of them should meet him. The younger daughter (my mama) did go meet him and they hit it off right away. They waited to marry till my mama graduated from high school. I wish I could say it was a fairy tale marriage and they are together all these years later, but that didn’t happen. 3 kids later, they divorced and each remarried. It was for the best.

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  26. My parents met in a bar. She was drunk and fell off the barstool. He picked her up. And that pretty much sums up their marriage. He covered up her drinking for their whole marriage. They were married 33 years. He died at 58.

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  27. Mom was in high school and so tall she sewed most of her own clothes. Daddy’s mom owned the local fabric store and asked Mom if her baby in the Navy could write to her. He did, she answered, and they celebrated 60 years last year. Sadly, he no longer remembers any of this. I wish I had those letters, but Mom and Dad burned them years ago.

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  28. My parents met through mutual friends. Mom’s best friend wanted her to go out with my Dad but she really didn’t want to. He was a football star and Mom thought he was an obnoxious jerk. She finally gave in and they were together until he died in 2010.

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  29. Dad and a Coast Guard buddy went to a USO dance in Philadelphia near the end of WWII. Mom and a girlfriend were there as well, and e eventually&D married and so did Edie and Bill. Both couples kept in touch and visited in each other’s homes no matter where in the country they lived. Whenever we talked about how they met, lest we think her a loose young woman, Mom was always sure to point out that the USO was in the basement of a CHURCH!! They were married 62 years until Dad died in 2008 at nearly 92 years old.

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  30. My mother worked with my dad’s brother. Dad’s brother asked her if she’d like to go to a New Year’s party, and when she said yes he said great, my brother needs a date. Turns out my uncle suffered with paranoid schizophrenia. He kept stopping his medication often and died a recluse, so she kind of dodged a bullet on that one. On the other hand, it was not a good marriage, so better still if she’d stayed home to do her hair that night. Although if that happened, I wouldn’t be here to comment.

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  31. My mother was a dietitian at the VA hospital at Fort Leavenworth (not the prison), following her service as a Marine in WWII. My father was a career Army officer, stationed in Texas, up at Leavenworth for a training course for several months.

    A Saturday night comes around, one of my mother’s friends invites her to a party, she vacillates, goes to party, meets my father. They were older when they married in 1954, and almost made it to 50 years. Mother died in 2004, and Daddy passed in 2014, one day apart on the calendar.

    Never heard a raised voice from either of them. He always kissed her coming and going. He came home for lunch every day. She was the love of his life. And he was hers.

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  32. My mom was part of a group of people who were trying to get a certain “brand” of church started in her hometown. Dad was a member of an affiliated church about an hour away. He and some other young men were recruited to go to Mom’s town to help build the church building. (Dad is a scholar and a language geek; he has never to my knowledge been handy so whoever included him was optimistic in a way only church people could be.) During this building process Dad met Mom and they got to know each other.

    One of our family stories is about how Mom made blueberry pie to serve at a dinner they were feeding the construction helpers. Everybody around knew by that point that Dad was interested in her, but he criticized her pie and all their friends who had hopes of getting them married off were in despair. “Good blueberry pie, but it could use a bit of lemon.” They ended up getting married eventually anyway, at the ancient age of 30. They are now 89 and still picking at and criticizing each other 59 years later. I wouldn’t call them happily married, but I think they may have gotten the best possible outcome with each other, given all their individual personality quirks.

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  33. My mom was a stewardess on American airlines and dad was a passenger. I wish one of them was here to give me more details. I know Mom kept flying after they were married (against the rules) and during her first trimester with me (really against the rules). Mexico City to Dallas route and the Mexican government required her to have a letter from her father giving her permission to fly. For any one feeling nostalgic for the 1950’s.

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  34. Mine met in high school. Married after college and were married 20 years. Mom remarried a man she met at church. Dad remarried another person he had dated while in college. Step-mom died a few years ago. Dad is now living with a woman he found on Facebook that had been one of his earliest clients. Facebook, helping 73 year old men hook up since 2018.

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  35. They both worked for NBC, in Rockefeller Center. Mom was a page; she would escort the stars to the studios or whatever. (She always said that Perry Como was just the nicest man. Barf.) Dad was David Sarnoff’s driver (head of RCA).

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  36. My mom was in her cousin’s wedding. My dad happened to be a groomsman. They only dated for a few months when my dad left for WWII. My dad was badly injured. He spent three and a half years in hospitals. My mom waited for him and they were married on Valentine’s Day in 1948. My father passed away 12 days before their 65th wedding anniversary.

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  37. My dad worked with my mom’s brother, and she rode to her job with them. He also lived close by but they met by riding together in my uncles car. She was 15 and he was 22. Got married when she was 17.

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  38. The story, as told by my father:
    They met at my aunt and uncle’s home in Regina. Dad had met my uncle in Montana and had been invited to visit if he ever happened to be in the area. Mom was visiting her sister when he showed up. As soon as he saw mom, he announced that he would marry that woman if it killed him.

    He was 52 and widowed, she was 33 and going through a divorce. As soon as her divorce was final, they got married. They were together until he died 20 years later.

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  39. All four of my grandparents were friends and my father was 6 years older than my mother. When the parents would get together, my father would have to babysit my mother and push her in her pram.

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  40. All of these stories are so cute!! My parents met in high school in 1956. Apparently my dad was a big football star and my mom was the shy smart girl. They got married as soon as they graduated in 1957 and are still going strong today. They both turned/will turn 80 this year.

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  41. My mom and dad met in junior high.

    My mom and step dad met online through match.com.

    My dad and step mom met because he is her employer.

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  42. My parents met at a fast food joint in Kansas City called Go Chicken Go. I assume their eyes (and hearts?) locked over fried chicken and that was that.

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  43. I think mine were introduced through friends. I feel sure she rues the day. I’ve heard many a feel good story about their years before the divorce.

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  44. In 1939 my grandfather died, my dad’s entire family moved to Chestnut Street in Atlanta, across the street from where my mom and her family lived. The 1940 Census reflects that there were eight members of my dad’s family living in a small little house, there were only five in my mom’s family in their little house. In October 1940 my mom and dad married. The day they left to get married both my grandmothers were standing on their front porch crying. They were only married 27 years, my dad died when he was only 51, my mom never remarried she lived to be almost 98. I was trying to apply for VA Spousal Assistance for my mom and had to provide a marriage certificate. I could NOT find one, I had a certificate signed by the preacher, her sister and sister-in-law, but nothing with an official seal. I even when to the Fulton County Probate Court, nothing. (OH, the fun my brother and I had with THAT!) I asked her about it, she told me the day they went to get married she had to work and my dad went to the courthouse to apply for license and she never signed the document. I asked did she have problems when my dad was in the Army getting an allotment, she said she had to go back to the courthouse and fill out papers to prove them were legally married. I did find the document where she started receiving a $50/month allotment when Daddy was shipped to Europe during WWII.
    Tee

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  45. Heh. My parents met at a bar in Winston Salem – and my dad asked my mom if she’d go out with him for his 25th birthday. On his way to pick her up, he got pulled over and had to park his car because his license had expired, so he showed up in the back of a cop car and asked my mom if she would mind driving… and the rest is history!

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  46. Daddy was a graduate student at the University of Texas and Mother was an undergrad. She was dating a boy from the Phi Kappa Sigma fraternity house, and Daddy also lived there. He would wait until they were on the phone and then pick up the extension phone upstairs and “cut in” on their conversation. Mother must have like Daddy’s conversation better, although she always said she married him because he was a good dancer.

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  47. Mine met at a Baptist Student Union meeting in college. He walked her home and asked her out. That was late October. Thanksgiving they met each other’s families and by Christmas were engaged. Married the following July.

    They refused to tell me that story until I was well into college. Looking back at the guys I dated, I completely understand why…

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  48. My Mom was a chubby 14-year-old and my Dad was a hot 21-year old whose parents owned the local tavern. Mom crushed on him forever and when she was 17 he finally asked her out and they married a few months later. She asked him once why he “waited” and he jokingly told her he “saw potential.” Then told her he loved her already just as she was back then. While their relationship wouldn’t be socially acceptable today, after a rough first year they had a storybook romance until he died at just 44. They were each others soul mates and set my expectations pretty high!

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  49. In 1939 my grandfather died, my dad’s entire family moved from a small town in North Georgia (close to where Fay grew up) to Chestnut Street in Atlanta so the adults could find jobs. They moved across the street from my mom’s family. The 1940 Census lists my dad’s family with my grandmother, all her children, a son-in-law and a grandchild, eight of them; my mom’s family was across the street with both grand parents and three of their children. My mom and dad married in October 1940. The day they went to get married both my grandmothers were standing on their front porch crying as they drove away. When I was trying to apply for Spousal Assistance with the VA for my mom I was trying to obtain a marriage license from the Fulton County Probate Court. They had no record of my mom and dad getting married. (Oh, the fun my brother and I had with THAT!) I did have a huge certificate signed by the preacher, my mom’s sister and sister-in-law, all of which were dead (certificate was suitable for framing), but nothing with a legal seal. I asked my mom about it and she told me the day they got married she had to work, my dad went to the courthouse to get the license and she never signed them. I asked if she had problems getting an allotment when he was in the Army, she said there was a problem, but she went to the courthouse, filled out papers and presented them to the Army. It satisfied their requirement to prove they were married, because I found the paper where she started receiving an allotment when my dad went to Europe during World War II.
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  50. Chicago- my mother was in nursing school and working as a student nurse on the hospital surgery floor. Dad was there for some minor surgery and Mom was his nurse. He got out of the hospital and promptly broke up with his girlfriend so he could ask my mother out. They were married 58 years before Mom passed.

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  51. My mom and dad met in high school through mutual friends (they were not at the same high school).

    My mom and stepdad met in Sunday school.

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  52. My father was a telegram delivery “boy”. He noticed my mother when she and her friends were walking home from the community swimming pool. This happened in the 1930s. They were married for 34 years and had 6 children. Daddy died at age 54. Mum lived to be 68.

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  53. My Mom was an extremely shy, sheltered girl from Connecticut. My Dad was a college football player from a blue collar Ohio family. They met at a Halloween party and rolled down the stairs in a barrel on a dare. 7 kids, married 60 yrs, not all perfect, but it worked for them. My Dad passed last year, he used to love to tell us that story!

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  54. College speech class. My mom had been “brought home” from University of Florida b/c her grades her freshman year weren’t high enough – she was partying too much! Take that with a grain of salt – nothing like partying now but she was dating a lot and was active in her sorority. Her parents said she could finish her AA locally and then go off to college since she wasn’t serious enough to be on her own (she probably had a few Bs on her report card – ha!). She took classes at the community college that first summer home and my dad was in her speech class. She met him b/c he was crushing on her best friend. My parents HATED each other initially – lots of sniping back and forth in front of the entire speech class – but eventually my dad asked her out on a date b/c her best friend was serious about her boyfriend. That first date was in July. They were married in November – the Saturday after Thanksgiving – that year! They both finished their AA at the community college and finished their degrees at UF together. There are SOOOO many dramatic stories from their first years of marriage. My mom would take a piece of the car with her to class so my dad couldn’t come and take the car and leave her stranded. He eventually figured out what part she was removing, got another one, and left her. She had to call her mother-in-law to come get her. * I would tell you the part she was removing but I can’t remember! At one point, she was super embarrassed when a good looking guy came up b/c he saw her with the hood of the car up and asked if she needed any help. She had to make up an excuse why she was messing under the hood. ha!! * My mom threw his books and papers in the bathtub and turned on the water at one point. She threw all of his belongings on the grass in front of their apartment at another. They were at Daytona 500 with another couple, my mom got mad and pulled all the wires from something under the hood of the car so my dad and the other guy had to find another one of those cars in the lot and go back and forth to see where everything lined up in order to get the car going again. They actually separated briefly at that point. She was living at home again, starting working at the bank with her brother and the my dad called her one night, said “I’m going to be there in 2 hours – be ready to go”. And she was … that was it for actually separating but their fights continued to be pretty epic until they started having kids. Five kids … married over 50 years now. It’s hilarious to hear what a spit-fire my mom was because, while she’s not a pushover now, she’s definitely NOT the hellion she apparently was!

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  55. It’s 1948, my mom is 20, pretty, but tall for the era (5’10”). My maternal grandmother was city collector, my mom’s girlfriend worked in the collection office at city hall. She told my mom to come over because there’s a new policeman on the force and he’s tall (6’5”), blond, big blue eyes. My grandma and bestie approved. The end.

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  56. My parents met on a bus when they were 19 or 20ish. My mom passed away in 2006 but I recently put a list of questions together to have my dad answer and this was one of the questions. It was so cute how seriously my dad took it. And now I will have that list forever.

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