While my dad was in the hospital recently and not in good health, I asked him to tell the story about how he and my mom met. I had heard this many times. His face just lit up and his eyes sparkled when he started telling this story. He could barely speak and get the words out, but I got to hear it once again. I knew the story well and could fill in his slurred and mumbled speech.
My mom and dad met in 1956 in Eufaula, my dad’s hometown. Dad ran the projector at the movie theater in town owned by Mr Dalling. Dad’s friend wanted to date my mom at the time, so he set up a double date where he went out with my mom and my dad went out with one of mom’s sisters. But the entire time dad was wanting to get to know mom, and she felt the same way.
Their date was at the movie theater where my dad worked. After grabbing popcorn and a Coke, they sat down for the movie. After a bit dad stepped outside and then went back in and told his friend that someone was looking for him out in front of the theater. When dad’s buddy went outside to check it out, dad scooted in beside my mom and started talking to her, thereby striking up the fires of a 50+ year romance!
I asked dad what his buddy thought of that move. “He’ll get over it.”
He’s sneaky devil when it comes to love….