Posted on 01/10/2007 5:01:40 PM PST by fatima
That's 3 for match.com.Great story Professional Engineer.
Got you (((Hugs))))
At one of those old-fashioned drive in restaurants after a fraternity party. I was stuck with a broken radiator hose in a 3-year-old '66 Mustang. A real cutie stopped in her car with two girlfriends and inquired about the problem.
Wow we have music,thank you Soaring Feather.
You betcha babe!! Love ya, bestest girlfriend.
January 1967. The end of my pledge semester for my fraternity (sophomore), and we are directed to sell dance tickets. We pay if they are sold, or not. I put off selling them until the night before the dance.
I go to my hometown and drive by the Jack-in-the-box on Whittier Blvd. fairly late at night-a Friday night, I seem to recall.
Two girls were there. The younger sister of a friend, and her friend, a cute brunette. I sell them dance tickets, for a discount, hoping to see the brunette at the dance the next night.
They showed up for the dance, I spent time with the target of my interest--the cute brunette.
Married Jan. 1968, we will celebrate 39 yrs. of marriage later this month. Some wonderful, some pretty rocky, a lot in between.
We have spent over 2/3's of our lives together. Likely we will be in Santa Barbara to celebrate, as we often do these days.
Sorry ByDesign.Maybe you'll find her.
I was 19 years old and the part time choir director of the choir she was in. She was 15 at the time. We traveled two months later to a neighboring county where I knew the county judge and he issued a marriage license for us. We were secretly married and she continued to live at home for the next two months. That was 45 years ago. We have three children, six grandchildren. Of all the things the Lord has done for me in my life the greatest, short of sending His son to die for my sins, was putting her in my life when He did. I can honestly say I don't know what would have become of me absent her stabilizing influence in my life. I was young, impulsive, compulsive, immature, etc. She was, is and will forever be the light of my life!
Good story-Tivo :)
I'll play since most we know think it's a good story.
I've always liked to push the envelope regarding dress codes at the parochial schools I attended. Some of the regs were ridiculous so I went out of my way to point it out, albeit perhaps somewhat subtly. The schools I went to, including the universities, didn't allow two-piece swimsuits, so I wore a one piece. It happened to be from Frederick's of Hollywood and had a thin strip of fabric connecting the bra section to the bikini section. From the back it looked like a bikini, from the front, well... it *was* a one-piece...
Step back a few years to a friend I knew from some undergraduate classes who had started medical school out on the west coast. We wrote fairly regularly for a year, and when I went out to the west coast to finish my major, I hoped to stir the pot a bit. When he didn't make the first move to ask me out, I finally worked up nerve to ask him. He told me to meet him at the pool, as he swam every day, and gave me a time. So I showed up more or less on time, and he showed up half an hour late, with two other guys who had his attention more than I did.
Cut to the lifeguard. One of their most despised duties was throwing out young ladies without proper attire. He saw me from the back and was dreading throwing me out. When he looked closer though, he saw I was definitely keeping to the letter of the law (if not the spirit) and he liked it. We struck up a conversation. I continued to go down to the pool in hopes of running into guy #1 but invariably ended up chatting with the lifeguard. A few days later he asked me out, a Gordon Lightfoot concert.
We were married about 11 months later, and that was 30 years ago. Oh, guy number one? After a military stint he came out of the closet and is now active in gay causes in the SW.
Absolutely. No pressure. E-mail led to the phone and then to meeting.
Thank you. I think this thread is going to reduce me to tears, all the fortunate folks that didn't lose their soulmate. :-(
LOL!
It happened twice...both in exactly the same way.
I was in a bright room, encouraging my daughter. After a long time, a face peeked up at me, and I fell in love...twice. They both call me "Nana."
:-)
In college, we were the same major and took a lot of the same classes together. We even worked on the college newspaper together. Got married our Senior year. It's been 11 years now. LOL!
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