Monday, January 26, 2009

And so it goes...

Before they even met, there was a connection. Dad's co-workers in the warehouse where he'd worked before the army got together to write him letters from home. Mom, being the new girl, was asked if she'd like to add a note, which she did.

When he returned home in 1947, they noticed one another, but from a distance. Daddy began riding his motorcycle to work, and Mother, loving the feeling of freedom and flight was charmed by the two-wheeled cycle. He promised her a ride as soon as he got his buddy seat and it wasn't long before it was a ride built for two: a match meant to be. It may not have been love at first sight....but it was certainly love.

Dad decided to go to Kansas City to an automotive trade school in January of 1948. Most weekends he would return home to visit Mom and their relationship continued to grow. It would be September before he returned to Wichita for good, but in July of that year, he went to Peacock Jewelry Store on Douglas Street and in my Mother's basement apartment, gave her a ring.

There was no bended knee, as he explained, and no formal question posed, but it was understood between them that this was the road they were intended to take; a road that has led them through 60 years of blessings.

On that New Year's Day back in 1949, they took vows that began the rest of their lives, and set the stage for what was the beginning of mine....

6 comments:

Betsy from Tennessee said...

Record all of this for the next generations, Lori.. It is so neat. I love reading my Daddy's love letters to Mama. AND---I even have some letters by my Grandmother to her family. This is so special. SO---please keep all of this in a journal or book somewhere.

Hugs
Betsy

Mike said...

hey lori. Check out my blog for some news on my dad. Your prayers are appreciated.

TT

Jamie Dawn said...

What a sweet story. You really favor your mom - both of you are pretty ladies.
I enjoyed the previous post too about your dad and his buddy's frantic adventure at sea.
:-)

Slone said...

Great story! Thanks for posting it!

srp said...

My parents are just a bit behind yours... they have their 58th this coming June. What a lovely love story!

martie said...

How fortunate you are to have these stories available to you. My parents have been gone many years now, I was 17 and 20 when they passed, and at that age I wasn't interested in hearing their story of meeting and falling in love. I did ask one of my aunts and she said they had met while ice skating on a pond one winter. I am sorry that thes stories are forever lost now, but I'm happy to read yours.

Hugs my friend!