Three months for me also. Thirty-nine years happily married this December. Would not recommend such haste, but sometimes both the man and woman know that they need look no farther.
Thought For the Day
- Donald R. McClarey
Donald R. McClarey
Cradle Catholic. Active in the pro-life movement since 1973. Father of three, one in Heaven, and happily married for 43 years. Small town lawyer and amateur historian. Former president of the board of directors of the local crisis pregnancy center for a decade.
Twelve months, but he knew in about eleven he would propose.
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We celebrate 25 years this year.
An English professor of mine, when she was still in college herself was traveling with her older sister and stayed overnight in the home of her sister’s friend’s family. She was given the bedroom of one of the sons of the house, a boy who was away at college.
She was impressed and intrigued by the books and mementos of this boy she’d never met, and after leaving, wrote to him to thank him for ‘hosting’ her. He replied. They began a correspondence.
Eventually, after an extended to-and-fro of letters, they decided to meet up for the first time, and go on an actual, in-person date.
On that first date, he proposed. She accepted.
When my professor told our class that story, she’d been married to that boy for well over twenty years.
Those must have been some fantastic letters…
Clinton, what a great story!
Mine: About two months after we started seeing each other, my wife proposed to me! It took me another couple of weeks to come around. We’ve been married 41 years this May.
laughs We’d have to figure out what counts as the first date– my husband and I were friends for quite some time before there was any suggestion of romance, then he had to order the ring and set up a really cute proposal.
Three months engagement. I was due for orders and could not apply for an extension unless we were married. We dated once when I arrived at USNA. We didn’t hit it off. Eighteen months later the BOQ dining room was closed so most of us residents went out for dinner together. Gradually the number dwindled and then it was just he and I. When the meals were no longer Dutch treat I thought I guess we are dating.
Over dinner one night out of the blue he said, “I want to live with you.” I gave him a hard stare responding, “Hey, I’m not that kind of girl!” A bit flustered he said, ” No, no. I want to live the rest of my life with you… as in married. I want to marry you.” Married for 44 years last Nov.
At 90.9, I have to confess that it’s hard to remember the exact sequence. But I think it was over a year…and there wasn’t a first date… it was spying her across the Skibo lunchroom (then Carnegie Tech, now Carnegie-Mellon). And when we were engaged, I forgot her name in introductions at a faculty party. (That’s a story that’s lasted over the 56.6 years of marriage.)
After my Bride and I were engaged I walked through a group of her and her friends as she futilely attempted to get my attention. When I am deep in thought, I am deep in thought! Didn’t notice her or the other young ladies she was with. She still married me, thankfully! She has a superb sense of humor, a necessary feature when being around me for an extended period!
Just over 3 months to proposal.
We met December 22, 1972. April 9, 1973 – “he said I don’t want you to be my girlfriend I want you to be my wife. June 30, 1973 we married, my home parish, Immaculate Conception.
45 days. But it took that long for decorum. She was love at first sight, truth be told. Literally. I saw her in a moment and knew nothing would ever be the same. 30 years later, she is still my beautiful bride.
Last Thursday morning, I was crooning for 22 month-old Princess Grace, “Bonnie Charlie’s now awa’. Safely o’er the friendly main . . . . ”
Let’s see. Six months. Married 42+ years. Three of the best weeks of my life. One day of which came last week when Bonnie Charlie was born to join Princess Grace as our seventh grandchild. Two more (twins) on the way in June.
You are blessed T. Shaw!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05pU6l4PEJw
8 years! Met as college students while studying abroad in Japan. We’re both from different countries and we were able to maintain that relationship! We finally got married and we’ve been happy ever since!
These stories are beautiful. We were engaged after 1 year, (after Easter Saturday Vigil Mass) but I sorta knew after 2 months of going out. The night we met he offered to look after my handbag so I could go dance with my friends. I said no. So we sat and talked. Will be 16 years married this May- since then graduated, worked, 4 kids later, a cancer diagnosis, ups and downs like the rest. Gods Blessings to all.