How did you meet your signifigant other?

My wife took the advice of a friend of hers to get some advice from me about divorcing her husband.

Teehee.

Actually our relationship developed over the next year and a half. We were married almost a year after her divorce.
 
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This a story of a girl with long blond hair down to her cute butt, a guy and a car.

Almost exactly 40 years ago I hit the jackpot. I was driving through town when a lovely girl in short shorts was just getting off her motorcycle in front of a local club. Like most guys that sure caught my eye.

I drove a few blocks to where I was headed to grab a burger. After finishing I was a bit bored and still had that pretty girl on my mind.

I pulled out of the parking lot and after four right turns I saw the motorcycle and I pulled into the space infront of the club.

The club had room you entered where the doorman / bouncer stood to let people in to the club. He was a good friend I had seen a in a bit so we chatted for awhile. After a few minutes some people came in so I stepped out of the way so stepped back and let my buddy do his job taking care of the line.

Then out stepped the pretty blued girl with the long blond hair. She had to give my buddy the bouncer a hug before she left. I don't even think she noticed me standing there.

Then she noticed the car. My car, a bright red, 1974 L-Type DeTomaso Pantera. She told my buddy she would give anything to drive a car like that. I stepped out with the keys dangling from my finger and said go ahead take it for a spin.

At the time was dressed a little grubby in a tee shirt and jeans, not ready for clubbing or picking up woman. I was in my mid 20's. I had long hair. Nope I didn't look like the kind of guy that would own a fancy Italian sports car.

Her response was' "yeah right the isn't your car." I assured her it was but she wasn't buying it. My friend wasn't give me a bit of help. He just stood there smiling.

It went back and forth, "yes, it is really my car" and her, "I'm not going to go out there and try to get in that car"

I finely said, "fine, I'll go out and unlock the door for you'' which I did. By then my friend Mike clued her in that it was my car and I was "okay".

I asked her again if she wanted to drive my car. She declined but did say she would love to go for a ride. I'm not dumb, I opened the passenger as fast as I could.

We went for maybe a 20 minute drive. When I delivered her back to the club and her motorcycle I asked for her number. She gave me 4 numbers: hers, her moms, work and modeling agent.

Next day I called and asked her if she wanted to go out that night. She said yes.

Since then I think I could count the days we've been apart on my fingers and toes. In January we celebrate our 40th anniversary. I married way way up.

the car and then the girl.

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At 59 she still turns my head.

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Not one of our wedding photos but one that was done 15 years ago as an advertisement for a floral bridal dress shop.

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She is a beauty. You had to have married at least way up.
 
I was in the first month of what would be a 21 month tour of RVN and I had just been dumped by what I thought was the love of my life. My widowed mother taught music lessons in her home and I asked her if she had any cute girls that might want to write me. She provided me with one name and I was told I would need to write first, which I did. She was the polar opposite of me, well educated, hot, compassionate, up beat and full of life. 24 months after that first letter we were married and still are 49 1/2 years later. I guess opposites do attract!!
 
There are so many wonderful stories here...

One of the things I am fond of saying is that until we marry, all of our relationships end in failure. And, of course, some marriages, including my first, end in failure as well. (Although I always caveat that by saying I am forever grateful for my wonderful sons from that first marriage.)

But, when you do find the right person, and it works.... There is nothing more central to happiness in life.

Perhaps marriage is not for everyone, but it sure is for me.

For those who have had bad experiences, here is what I have told my three boys as they went through their own romantic ups and downs: “Son, how many people on earth? Say, five billion. How many are women? Okay, two and a half billion. How many in your age group of interest? I dunno, but let’s say 500 million. Okay, of the 500 million, how many are attractive to you? If you’re gonna be picky, say 50 million? Real picky? Say 25 million? Okay, of those 25 million, how many are nice people of good character, kind and generous? Maybe five million, if you are feeling negative?

That’s five million potential partners out there kid!! Get to it!”

As you can see, I don’t believe there is only one person for each of us.

I do believe, if we look, we can find the one person who will become the one person for each of us. It takes courage. Perseverance. Gotta put yourself out there. You have to be willing to take the pain, the grief, of failure

Never give up on love. Yeah, it breaks your heart like nothing else, but all the pain is worth it to find the right partner.

And, I believe these stories here show, and my own life does, too, if ya look hard enough for true love, you’ll find it.

(I think, at heart, I am a romantic!:))
 
This story may be too hot to handle....

In 1971 I was a sophomore in high school and went to a Latin Club Christmas party. They had a small ensemble playing Christmas music and this tall, girl with long dark hair was playing the clarinet. I liked what I saw and got a few words with her. Later I had tickets to Jesus Christ Superstar and asked her to go. She accepted, wore a purple bow in her hair and we had a good time. Things grew from there and we had some ups and downs. After we finished with school, we got married in April, 1978.

We still had some ups and downs but we had a BLAST pursuing our musical interests and did opera/operetta and were a singing duet. We had so much fun we forgot about having kids, so we got right on it. It didn't work out and we adopted a boy who will be 21 in a few months. This last month made 42 years and I'm not looking to make changes. It seems we are a good team.:D
 
I was home on leave from the Army during the Korean war and stopped by my old fraternity house at San Diego State to visit my fraternity brothers. We were chatting on the lawn when a tall blue eyed blond super model walked up, introduced herself to me and we began
talking. I asked her for a date for that evening and we spent the weekend together. I had to report to my new assignment next week at Ft. Bliss, TX. About a week after I got there, she showed up on the train and we got married at the base chapel Jan. 30, 1952. 4 kids, 5 grandkids and 12 great grandkids. Last June she had a sudden pain in her side and docs told us terminal cancer and gave her 2 months. Minor pain for 5 weeks and then we were watching TV in bed one evening. She said "Hold me" I did, she kissed me, laid her head on my shoulder and passed away quietly . God gave me 67 years of her love but He needed an Angel-In-Charge. Ed.
 
I was home on leave from the Army during the Korean war and stopped by my old fraternity house at San Diego State to visit my fraternity brothers. We were chatting on the lawn when a tall blue eyed blond super model walked up, introduced herself to me and we began
talking. I asked her for a date for that evening and we spent the weekend together. I had to report to my new assignment next week at Ft. Bliss, TX. About a week after I got there, she showed up on the train and we got married at the base chapel Jan. 30, 1952. 4 kids, 5 grandkids and 12 great grandkids. Last June she had a sudden pain in her side and docs told us terminal cancer and gave her 2 months. Minor pain for 5 weeks and then we were watching TV in bed one evening. She said "Hold me" I did, she kissed me, laid her head on my shoulder and passed away quietly . God gave me 67 years of her love but He needed an Angel-In-Charge. Ed.

Sir, I'm done in again, second time in this thread. Tears for you and your Mrs. for your tender, sweet story. God bless you and yours. VR, NMP.
 
Mrs Raljr1 was a blind date....surprising how many blind dates ended up as couples here. She was 18, I was almost 19. She was the friend of the girlfriend of a buddy of mine...March of 1974. Friday night, ..we went all night bowling...bantered back and forth most of the evening, i was sure different that the guys she was used to...i was kinda geeky and way wittier ... went back to her friends house after bowling and she said she was going to walk home (about 6 blocks in a small boro)...i said no lady walks home alone at 4 AM if I can help it.....drove her home, leaned over to kiss her, and got a face full of car door.....my friend brought her by on Sunday.....she came around....we married in July of 1976, but celebrate March 30 as our"true" anniversary.

Robert
 
Back in 1956 I was a wild young Marine. I was was jumping out of airplanes long before Skydiving was invented. In order to arrange a jump I had to have someone pick me up on the ground since no Drop Zones existed back then.

I called a pal, and Jack agreed to pick me up. He brought a lovely girl named Winona along.

I was smitten hard, and so was Winona I could tell.

I came up on orders to go overseas and I got stupid. I did not commit to her. Once overseas I got more stupid--booze---wild women--etc. I lost track of Winona.

Over the years, countless times I would rue my stupidity. While in my cups I would blather on to whomever would listen.

Fast forward. I'm now retired from both the military and industry and a school I attended after retirement. Not ready for daytime television or another job I decided to take my little Westie and tour the country in my small plane.

I signed up for Classmates looking for old school chums I could visit

Back comes a post from Winona. I have been looking for you for over 30 years she said. That was Oct. 2003.

By Feb. 2004 we were married. We've been together 24-7 for over 16 years now. Life is good

Sometime after we were together, the doorbell rang. It was a chap I had worked with. Marv said he had heard about Winona for so long that he wanted to meet her.
 

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Introduced by a mutual acquaintance, a woman I was involved with many years before but remained close friends. I am another who married way up, people say beauty and the beast and I tell them if they call her a beast again I will wack them with a spoon. :)
 
Significant ?

Meet her in '77 at the factory I was working, she was summer relief/part time worker.
She met her other significant other as a stage hand for the '09 superbowl halftime show.
I guess 30 years of marriage can be done at a coin toss.
 
LOVELY.......

There I was, the AF sent me to Bunker Hill AFB and I lived in Peru, IN.
To say there was a shortage of desirable ladies there would be understated.
My Buds and I had a lot of parties and frantically invited local and nearby ladies.
One day a friend who worked at the local telephone office called me.
She reports a really good looking Blonde schoolteacher just came in and signed up for a phone.
So I called her and that’s how all that started.
A few ago she passed.
We have a Dau and a Son.
My Dau and now we are blessed with a GrandDau are a lot like her.
Since her departure I Have had only bad luck with the ladies.
All the ladies I meet are either Hitler’s Sister or the AntiChrist!
Some of the guys say, find a woman you don’t like and can’t get along with and buy her a house!
So far I haven’t done that, probably won’t!
Did I mention how much I love my Granddaughter?


LOVELY young lady!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
30 years ago I was a rock'n'roll sound tech. Was working a bar gig of a C&W band in a popular downtown spot. My lady was sitting behind me with her girlfriend all night. Girlfriend's husband comes storming in late and takes the wife away - not good, a bit aggressive. I gave the cute redhead friend without a ride a lift home. We exchanged phone numbers. The rest was 20 years of history.
 
30 plus years ago, I was on a date with another gal, one whom I was about to break up with (she wouldn't or couldn't quit smoking and kissing her was sorta like licking an ashtray, and she had two young kids from a previous marriage and pretty obviously was measuring me for Step-Daddyhood.

Anyway, we were at Studebakers, dancing, when another prosecutor came in with these three girls. Now he was married and I couldn't help but be a bit suspicious, but he assured me the three were just friends and he was expecting his wife to join them shortly (which she did).

One of the gals really caught my eye and I asked and got her number (without getting beaten by the one I was with-Whew!).

10 months later, we were married and, believe it or not, she's still with me and I think we are closer now than we ever were, over 34 years.

Of course, I married way above my station.;)

Bob
 
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