So – on the 10th, we will be married 40 whole years. To be honest, we’re not surprised. Staying married was, and still is, a priority.
Many friends know how we met – and how we really had absolutely zero interest in each other when we met. (We met in the late 60’s, at college – through a mutual friend…)
That part still makes us chuckle.
Our first date was November, 1973 -
In 1974, there was a lack of gasoline (you could only buy gas every other day depending on your license plate), my parents lived in the Panama Canal Zone, his mom lived in Canada. We lived in Richmond. The wedding was in Alexandria with the reception at Bolling AFB in
My dad retired after 30 years in the US Army and they arrived in the US on Memorial Day with 3 kids (two of them teenagers) and 17 pieces of luggage (and a guitar). We picked them up at the Richmond Airport with my light blue Plymouth Duster and Moffett’s dark blue Ford Maverick. Moffett had just had gum surgery and had a mouthful of aluminum foil – but a couple of martinis at the airport helped him forget that he looked funny.
My dad had us buy a car for them so they’d have one when they got here. It was (at his request) a brown Ford Maverick with absolutely no bells, no whistles. (He wanted a Ford Pinto and I had to talk him out of that.) (Dad was very frugal.) He didn’t want to pay for an automatic and was surprised to find out that getting a clutch would cost him more. He got an automatic. It was purchased at Bradshaw Ford in Burkeville, VA.
We were living in sin at the time but he moved to his aunt’s house while my family was here because, that the way it was back then. I don’t think I fooled my mother… But, she didn’t say anything, at the time…
So – this is far too long and fun of a story for one post -
There will be more!
And – you know there will be photos!