This will be the fourth year in a row that I've run this post. I guess that makes it a tradition.Judy and I met on December 29, 1960, on a blind date arranged by her friend Loibeth Black and my friend Fred Williams. On the left you can read what Judy wrote in our wedding book about that night.
I remember exactly what she was wearing, and though she doesn't mention it, she also wore what was then called a mouton coat. Just about every girl had one of those back then. I wouldn't be at all surprised if it were in a closet somewhere in this house. I don't know if she was impressed by me, but I was certainly impressed by her. She was a senior in high school, and I was a freshman in college. She was black-haired beauty. I was a short-haired, four-eyed geek. It didn't take me long to learn that she was also very smart, and if I didn't fall for her on that date, it wasn't long before I did. After a few dates I could tell that she liked me, too, for reasons I'll never understand.
We always celebrated December 29 as an anniversary and gave each other a gift every year. I miss the old days.
5 comments:
Oh yeah, the old days were something. So was Judy, obviously.
Thanks for running this again.
It is interesting to me how many of these stories seem to happen this time of the year. Today is George & Diane Kelley's anniversary. It was the day you and Judy considered your anniversary. My parents met on Christmas Eve of 1941. They were at the same party. His date later married his cousin. Her date was a future war hero pilot, but that not he got drunk and made a fool of himself and my father offered to walk her home. He was 17, she was 16.
Our "anniversary" is New Year's Eve and this will be the 50th anniversary of the night we got together.
I enjoy rereading this each year.
A storybook romance. A lot of people envy you.
"Shoes with laces" That was very classy Bill. You must have been trying to make a good impression.
December 29 is an important date to both of us!
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