How did you meet your signifigant other?
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Jon651
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In 1992 I was a firefighter-paramedic and was moved for a shift to another station to cover for the guy who called in sick. When I arrived, I opened the back of our rescue truck and there was my future wife (although I didn't know it at the time). She was an EMT student doing a clinical rotation on the rig I was sent to cover.
She looked out the back at me and said "You're not Greg." (He was the paramedic I was replacing for the day.)
I replied "So far you're getting good marks for attention to detail!"
We flirted with each other for the duration of her shift and I asked her out before she left that evening. 26+ years of marriage later I tell people that it was a close thing - I could have either ended up married or sued for sexual harassment! It's a good thing it broke my way...
She looked out the back at me and said "You're not Greg." (He was the paramedic I was replacing for the day.)
I replied "So far you're getting good marks for attention to detail!"
We flirted with each other for the duration of her shift and I asked her out before she left that evening. 26+ years of marriage later I tell people that it was a close thing - I could have either ended up married or sued for sexual harassment! It's a good thing it broke my way...
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I was teaching EMT and Paramedic class and a new nurse was hired to run the program. We were first co-teachers, best friends and then married for 35 years. I miss her every day. She will be gone 5 years this month.
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We met at a singles Bible study at the church we both attended.
At the start of every weekly get together they would do an "ice breaker" and at the end they gave everyone who wanted to the opportunity to put their name & number "in the hat" and then draw a slip of paper with someone elses name and you would contact them during the week to ask how they were doing and if there was anything that you could pray about for them.
I had been eyeing Barbara for a couple of weeks and one night they announced that the ice breaker was to approach someone you didn't know well, but would like to know better, and tell them so. I made a beeline for Barb and told her I'd really like to get to know her better.
At the end of the night I was praying "Lord, PLEASE let me draw her name and number out of the hat this week!" And LO AND BEHOLD, He answered my prayer! I called her and we had a nice conversation on the phone, but nothing much happened, other than I asked her to sit with me on Sunday in church service. We sat together on Sundays for a while, and went on a few outings with the group over the next month or so. We went out for pie & coffee with the group after bible study and for lunch after church a few times - but always with a group.
Eventually after a month or so I got her to agree to go on a couple of real one-on-one dates with me. Dinner and a movie and that kind of thing. We started seeing more and more of each other and pretty soon seeing each other exclusively. After about a year or so of dating, I asked her to marry me, and six months later we were married.
That was November of 1986 - over 33 years ago now. No doubt in my mind that was the best decision I ever made, the best thing that ever happened to me, and I truly believe that it was arranged by the Good Lord Himself. She is my soul mate, my best friend and I can't even imagine life without her or with anyone else.
At the start of every weekly get together they would do an "ice breaker" and at the end they gave everyone who wanted to the opportunity to put their name & number "in the hat" and then draw a slip of paper with someone elses name and you would contact them during the week to ask how they were doing and if there was anything that you could pray about for them.
I had been eyeing Barbara for a couple of weeks and one night they announced that the ice breaker was to approach someone you didn't know well, but would like to know better, and tell them so. I made a beeline for Barb and told her I'd really like to get to know her better.
At the end of the night I was praying "Lord, PLEASE let me draw her name and number out of the hat this week!" And LO AND BEHOLD, He answered my prayer! I called her and we had a nice conversation on the phone, but nothing much happened, other than I asked her to sit with me on Sunday in church service. We sat together on Sundays for a while, and went on a few outings with the group over the next month or so. We went out for pie & coffee with the group after bible study and for lunch after church a few times - but always with a group.
Eventually after a month or so I got her to agree to go on a couple of real one-on-one dates with me. Dinner and a movie and that kind of thing. We started seeing more and more of each other and pretty soon seeing each other exclusively. After about a year or so of dating, I asked her to marry me, and six months later we were married.
That was November of 1986 - over 33 years ago now. No doubt in my mind that was the best decision I ever made, the best thing that ever happened to me, and I truly believe that it was arranged by the Good Lord Himself. She is my soul mate, my best friend and I can't even imagine life without her or with anyone else.
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I met mine at jai-alai the end of the night after a day of golf with some buddies. Got her phone number and called her a week or so later for a date. I had been divorced for a few months after being married 18 years. We will be celebrating 22 years in August.
I met my wife at work. She was short, cute, funny, and I thought about 15 years old. At 31 that was way too young for me. I never would have asked her out, but . . .
One day she left a note on my car asking me out. I called her, and my first question was, "How old are you?" She said 19. That's still pretty young, I thought, but what the heck it's only one date, right?
One date led to another and about a year later we got married. Nearly 27 years later we're still together. She's still short, still cute, and still funny. Oh, and still 12.5 years younger than me, but that's not such a big deal at 60 and 47.
One day she left a note on my car asking me out. I called her, and my first question was, "How old are you?" She said 19. That's still pretty young, I thought, but what the heck it's only one date, right?
One date led to another and about a year later we got married. Nearly 27 years later we're still together. She's still short, still cute, and still funny. Oh, and still 12.5 years younger than me, but that's not such a big deal at 60 and 47.
FAMILY REUNION OF COURSE! Lee
The heart cannot tell time nor read a calendar.
I was 10 she was 9, I moved in next door...Just like in the movies I married the girl next door
50 years in October, WHAT A RIDETwo daughters,Three Grand Daughters, and my buddy my Grandson
Oh and she COOKS!!
Sal, you have spaghetti trees! I hope you didn't make your lovely wife harvest it along with drying and cooking it.
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meaneyedcatz
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We were a blind date. After seven weeks we were engaged. It’s almost 34 years we’ve been married and she is wonderful!!
She is a true proverbs 31 woman.
The best thing that’s ever happened to me.
She is a true proverbs 31 woman.
The best thing that’s ever happened to me.
7th grade Civics class, she was the prettiest girl I had ever seen. We'll have our 50th wedding anniversary later this year.
carpriver
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in the want ads, she was looking for a young unaccomplished boy, with no money, but a steady job. we got married 3 months later. It's been almost 53 years. I am still un accomplished, broke and no job.
I met the love of my life in a mall parking lot after a midnight movie...
I was with the future best man and a girl that had chased me and dated him... she was with her best girl friend and a guy... that guy and that girl knew each other... so we met... for the record the movie was the Rocky Horror Picture Show... we did not start dating for a long time after that... we just kept running into each other for years on campus in odd and unusual places... until we both got the hint from a higher power after we both graduated.. we have been married over 25 years... and yes the Lord moves in mysterious ways....
our son just graduated from college... Wichita State University...
AeroSpace Engineering... Magnu Cum Laude...
would not trade a minute for anything...
I was with the future best man and a girl that had chased me and dated him... she was with her best girl friend and a guy... that guy and that girl knew each other... so we met... for the record the movie was the Rocky Horror Picture Show... we did not start dating for a long time after that... we just kept running into each other for years on campus in odd and unusual places... until we both got the hint from a higher power after we both graduated.. we have been married over 25 years... and yes the Lord moves in mysterious ways....
our son just graduated from college... Wichita State University...
AeroSpace Engineering... Magnu Cum Laude...
would not trade a minute for anything...
ancient-one
US Veteran
Just a warning, this is kind of a long story. I was 15 years old and was living in Perry OK but had lived most of my life in Coyle OK where my Grandmother and Aunts lived. Dorothy, my future wife, and her mother had moved there to live with her brother(who had been my English Lit teacher during my Fresh and Soph years) after I moved to Perry. She and her mother had become good friends with my Grandmother and Aunts. Besides being my teacher for my first two years in HS, her brother was my squirrel hunting and fishing partner.
On one of my weekend visits back in Coyle I was told by my aunts and grandmother that I would really be missing out if I didn't walk a block to Dorothy's house and ask her to go to the movie. I kept telling them that I had a girl friend at Perry but they wouldn't take no for an answer. Bless them.
I walked to her house and she was sitting in the porch swing. I introduced myself and ask if she would like to go to the movie and she said yes(I really think that my Grandmother and Aunts had some prior conversation with Dorothy). She went in and told her mother where she was going and who she was with. No problem there. Before the evening was over I knew in my fifteen year old mind that she was who I wanted to spend my life with.
My girlfriend at Perry was a year ahead of me in school and two years older. I really liked her and didn't want to hurt her. I spent several hours figuring out what to say and then just flat blew it. None of the words came out right and she was hurt and never spoke to me again.
Our romance was carried out mostly by mail until we moved back to Coyle after I graduated from HS in 1941. Dorothy graduated in 1942 and in the meantime I worked in a Service station until God blessed me again.In July, me and my best friend went to OKC, took some tests and were hired to be trained as part of the workforce at Tinker. That lasted until late October and I was assigned to Flight Test. I reported to Tinker but the Flight Test hanger was still under construction. My buddy was older than me and was going to be drafted so we both enlisted in the Navy. We were sworn in on Dec. 7, 1942 and were being sent to San Diego for Boot Camp. Then a miracle happened and they saw that we had some aircraft schooling and sent us to NAS Norman, no Boot Camp, just go to work on the flight line(two days still in civilian clothes). They were hurting to get pilots trained. We were given a week to report. They were sending experienced Navy guys from Alameda NAS and Floyd Bennett Field to oversee things. I TOLD YOU THIS WAS GOING TO BE LONG.
Now back to the good part. We had been through our tearful goodbyes and Dorothy thought that I was on my way to San Diego. She and her mother were living in Edmond and Dorothy was enrolled in what is OCU.
I went to Edmond, knocked on her door and after a bunch of hugging and kissing, I told her that I had a week and was reporting to Norman. We were already engaged and after I been in six months and got my Petty Officer rating and we got married. That was August 15th, 1943 and was the best thing that ever happened to me. We had almost seventy years together and Pancreatic Cancer got her. I really miss her and if I didn't have our daughter close to me, I doubt if I would still be here. Thank the good Lord for all of my blessings, Dorothy and Carol being the greatest.
On one of my weekend visits back in Coyle I was told by my aunts and grandmother that I would really be missing out if I didn't walk a block to Dorothy's house and ask her to go to the movie. I kept telling them that I had a girl friend at Perry but they wouldn't take no for an answer. Bless them.
I walked to her house and she was sitting in the porch swing. I introduced myself and ask if she would like to go to the movie and she said yes(I really think that my Grandmother and Aunts had some prior conversation with Dorothy). She went in and told her mother where she was going and who she was with. No problem there. Before the evening was over I knew in my fifteen year old mind that she was who I wanted to spend my life with.
My girlfriend at Perry was a year ahead of me in school and two years older. I really liked her and didn't want to hurt her. I spent several hours figuring out what to say and then just flat blew it. None of the words came out right and she was hurt and never spoke to me again.
Our romance was carried out mostly by mail until we moved back to Coyle after I graduated from HS in 1941. Dorothy graduated in 1942 and in the meantime I worked in a Service station until God blessed me again.In July, me and my best friend went to OKC, took some tests and were hired to be trained as part of the workforce at Tinker. That lasted until late October and I was assigned to Flight Test. I reported to Tinker but the Flight Test hanger was still under construction. My buddy was older than me and was going to be drafted so we both enlisted in the Navy. We were sworn in on Dec. 7, 1942 and were being sent to San Diego for Boot Camp. Then a miracle happened and they saw that we had some aircraft schooling and sent us to NAS Norman, no Boot Camp, just go to work on the flight line(two days still in civilian clothes). They were hurting to get pilots trained. We were given a week to report. They were sending experienced Navy guys from Alameda NAS and Floyd Bennett Field to oversee things. I TOLD YOU THIS WAS GOING TO BE LONG.
Now back to the good part. We had been through our tearful goodbyes and Dorothy thought that I was on my way to San Diego. She and her mother were living in Edmond and Dorothy was enrolled in what is OCU.
I went to Edmond, knocked on her door and after a bunch of hugging and kissing, I told her that I had a week and was reporting to Norman. We were already engaged and after I been in six months and got my Petty Officer rating and we got married. That was August 15th, 1943 and was the best thing that ever happened to me. We had almost seventy years together and Pancreatic Cancer got her. I really miss her and if I didn't have our daughter close to me, I doubt if I would still be here. Thank the good Lord for all of my blessings, Dorothy and Carol being the greatest.
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i was stationed at RAF Chicksands, England......with the 6950th Security Group...12:05am, January 1, 1966, i just finished a swing shift and was heading to the the chow hall for a meal. my buddies keep insisting that i go with them to the club...after all, it was new years and there would be live music, local girls and plenty of "refreshments".....i really wasnt into it, but finally gave in and went along......
the place was packed and jumpin...i had a few drinks and was enjoying the music, when i looked across the room and saw a "vision"...said to myself, ive got to talk to her.....i asked her if she would like to dance, she said "yes"...we've been rockin & rollin ever since.....
the place was packed and jumpin...i had a few drinks and was enjoying the music, when i looked across the room and saw a "vision"...said to myself, ive got to talk to her.....i asked her if she would like to dance, she said "yes"...we've been rockin & rollin ever since.....
I was coming off a bad run of relationships. Two in a row that ended badly for me and I swore of dating. I was doing well with my abstinence and went to a New Years party with a friend.
I met my lovely that night. Unfortunately, I was to hammered to remember meeting her. Short time later I was the same friend’s house for Super Bowl. Once again was introduced to the same lovely lady and this time I was sober enough to realize what I had missed the last time.
The next day she called me and asked me out on a date. Of course I accepted. Two weeks later we were living together and two months after that we were in Reno NV getting married.
All the friends said it would not make it two years. That was 38 years, two daughters and two granddaughters ago.
Been one heck of a ride so far.
I met my lovely that night. Unfortunately, I was to hammered to remember meeting her. Short time later I was the same friend’s house for Super Bowl. Once again was introduced to the same lovely lady and this time I was sober enough to realize what I had missed the last time.
The next day she called me and asked me out on a date. Of course I accepted. Two weeks later we were living together and two months after that we were in Reno NV getting married.
All the friends said it would not make it two years. That was 38 years, two daughters and two granddaughters ago.
Been one heck of a ride so far.
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I haven't, most likely won't, and honestly wouldn't know how to act if I did.
I've been celibate for the past eight years after a string of really horrible romantic relationships including one failed engagement. Each and every one of them was ended by yours truly due to a number of reasons, but the biggest one is that every woman I've ever been in a relationship with turned out to be an apathetic control freak who demanded everything from me but gave very little in return. Some guys seem cool with that sort of one-sided relationship, but I'm not one of them, I need to get back what I put in. Folks have told me time and again that there is no such thing as a completely mutual relationship because apparently even in the modern era in which everyone preaches about equally, women are entitled to preferential treatment thanks to double-standards, and that's completely unacceptable to me. It's easier to cope with the occasional lonliness of bachelorhood than it is to cope with the persistent lonliness of being in a relationship with someone who doesn't actually care about you.
I've been celibate for the past eight years after a string of really horrible romantic relationships including one failed engagement. Each and every one of them was ended by yours truly due to a number of reasons, but the biggest one is that every woman I've ever been in a relationship with turned out to be an apathetic control freak who demanded everything from me but gave very little in return. Some guys seem cool with that sort of one-sided relationship, but I'm not one of them, I need to get back what I put in. Folks have told me time and again that there is no such thing as a completely mutual relationship because apparently even in the modern era in which everyone preaches about equally, women are entitled to preferential treatment thanks to double-standards, and that's completely unacceptable to me. It's easier to cope with the occasional lonliness of bachelorhood than it is to cope with the persistent lonliness of being in a relationship with someone who doesn't actually care about you.
I was the CMC of a repair unit that had 5 woman who were YN's.
The CO put me in charge of the office plus my other duties.
Joe Ann(YN2) though I was a arrogant PIA.....
Lets just say everything change in the next 13 months and we have been
still in love after 38 years.
The CO put me in charge of the office plus my other duties.
Joe Ann(YN2) though I was a arrogant PIA.....
Lets just say everything change in the next 13 months and we have been
still in love after 38 years.
Bullseye 2620
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I have lived with an RN for 35 years.
My first day as a second semester social work intern at the Washington Hospital Center I was sent to an ICU where I would be learning crisis intervention with the families of some very sick patients.
I walked onto the unit, washed my hands, up to the elbows as instructed, and watched as this nurse was running two Code Blues at the same time.
It being a teaching hospital and the beginning of a new semester, there were several trainees from various disciplines represented -- including one medical resident, a brand new MD, freshly minted . . . I mean, the ink on his diploma wasn't dry yet.
He was doing something with one of the leads on one of the two patients being resuscitated, when the nurse running the show looks him straight in the eye and says, loud enough for the entire ICU to hear it, "Doctor, are you doing that out of an abundance of ignorance, or are you deliberately trying to kill the patient?"
I thought, "I gotta get me some of dat!" and, God, she looked great in scrubs, so a week later I asked her out for dinner as a "thank you" for helping me get on-boarded.
She still has a mouth on her and I trust this woman with my life.
My first day as a second semester social work intern at the Washington Hospital Center I was sent to an ICU where I would be learning crisis intervention with the families of some very sick patients.
I walked onto the unit, washed my hands, up to the elbows as instructed, and watched as this nurse was running two Code Blues at the same time.
It being a teaching hospital and the beginning of a new semester, there were several trainees from various disciplines represented -- including one medical resident, a brand new MD, freshly minted . . . I mean, the ink on his diploma wasn't dry yet.
He was doing something with one of the leads on one of the two patients being resuscitated, when the nurse running the show looks him straight in the eye and says, loud enough for the entire ICU to hear it, "Doctor, are you doing that out of an abundance of ignorance, or are you deliberately trying to kill the patient?"
I thought, "I gotta get me some of dat!" and, God, she looked great in scrubs, so a week later I asked her out for dinner as a "thank you" for helping me get on-boarded.
She still has a mouth on her and I trust this woman with my life.
