Two guys proposed to my mom. She ended up marrying the guy that was going to stay locally and had a better career suited to family life - my dad.
Dad passed away at the age of 72.
Two years later she was visiting with the sister of her other beau. “Oh my brother Chuck will be up next month, we should get together again - he would love to see you again after all these years!”
After a brief courtship of a year they were married! My mom at the age of 74 IIRC.
WOW.
First, sorry about the loss of your pop at what is now considered a relatively young age. My pop was 63, so I know it sucks.
Second, THAT story is a Reader’s Digest contest winner if EVER there was one.