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How I Met My Sweetheart
Back in 1980, while living in Thibodaux, Louisiana, my roommate
came home with a stranded Nahanter whose car had broken
down. He had asked to use our landline. Back then cell phones
didn’t exist. While waiting for help to arrive, he and I exchanged stories while
sitting on a cypress swing under a pecan tree. I shared that I had just broken
up with my fiancé of 7 years and was still in love and waiting for him to grow up.
He made it clear from the start that he was a confirmed bachelor and president
of the woman haters club. He had come to Louisiana to make some quick cash
working offshore in order to pay off his ex-wife and start up his own business.
Before leaving, he gave me some sage advice which I ultimately took... “date
other people.” The following week I received an unexpected phone call from
him asking me to dinner! When I asked him how he had gotten my number
(knowing we hadn’t exchanged numbers and he didn’t even know my
last name), he replied with a laugh that he had taken it off of my
phone the week before. We continued to date for a few months
until at last it was time to say goodbye. I gave him a ride to the
airport and wished him luck, but was sad to see my yankee
go. I never expected to see him again. A week later
I received a letter in the mail from Nahant, MA
written on a Tides placemat. He had written me
the night he returned home to tell me that
he missed me already. We stayed in contact
from that moment on, and were
engaged 6 years later. We are still
happily married today, and
blessed with two beautiful
children!
The date was December 11, 1968; it was a
dark and stormy day. It was also my first
day on the job at an insurance company
in Boston. My boss brought me around to introduce
me to the rest of the staff, and there she was sitting
demurely at her desk; her name was Diane.
She made me forget about the stormy day. It is
said that the way to a man’s heart is through
his stomach. Well I reversed that a little. A
few days later I gave her a dish of chocolate
chip cookies and that was it. After
we got to know each other a
little better, we started dating
in early 1969. We will celebrate
our 47th wedding
anniversary
in August.
I
met my boyfriend the first week of April 3 years ago.
I remember sitting in the Emergency room of the hospital
one city over from where I live. It was about 2 a.m. I
had no money and did not drive and my friends were sleeping, so I
asked the hospital to give me a voucher for a cab to go home. When
the cab came it was a van and there were 2 other people going in the
cab so I sat in the front seat. The driver smiled at me and made small
talk. He asked me what I did for work and I told him I work at a supermarket
at the deli, and he smiled at me and said I go to that deli
all the time. You’re the cute girl who serves me all the time. So I
smiled and said yes, that’s me. As he was driving we kept talking
to get to know each other and when he dropped off the last
customer he started driving towards my place. When
he got to my house he looked at me and asked can I
kiss you? I looked at him smiled and said with
a chuckle. Normally men don’t ask me that,
they just go ahead and do it. But you’re
so cute for asking and yes you can
kiss me. After, we exchanged
numbers and have spent
every night together
since.
The way Sue tells it, she had been to a friend’s son’s baseball game
and then a concert on the Commons and got a nasty sunburn in the
process. On the way home her friends asked her if she wanted to go
to karaoke at Fantasy Island. She thought of her options of being home miserable
or go to karaoke. She chose karaoke.
I was out for my usual Saturday night of karaoke with my friends. At one point
in the night, my friend Roger was up singing “Play that Funky Music White Boy,”
and dancing around to entertain the people in the bar. As he danced, I was laughing
so hard at the dance I thought that I had to play a practical joke on him and I started
going table to table to see if a girl who didn’t know Roger would stuff a dollar bill
down his shirt while he danced. I went to a table where Sue was icing her legs down
from the sunburn and asked. Sue’s friend went up and put that dollar right in
Roger’s shirt. I was laughing hard while I walked up next to sing my song. While
I was up, I noticed Wendy (Sue’s friend) talking to Roger and I knew that the
jig was up and I thought that joke didn’t last too long. When I had finished
singing I walked back to our table to face the “music” with Roger. Wendy
said that her husband was jealous so she had to tell him that I
had put her up to it but her friend (Sue) thought I was gorgeous
(to this day, Sue said she told her I was cute, but I choose to
believe Wendy on this one). I went over to talk to her and
we had a great evening talking and added a dance or
two. When Fantasy Island closed we went back to
Wendy’s and talked until the Sunday paper was
delivered.
Soon after we went on our first date.
Three months later we were engaged
and married a year after that.
Twenty years later we are still
married and I think that
was the best dollar I
ever spent.
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