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.
Wonderful story truth_seeker.