Today's Women's History Month prompt from Geneabloggers:
March 5: How did they meet? You’ve documented marriages, now, go back a bit. Do you know the story of how your parents met? Your grandparents?
I told how my Martin grandparents met in my last post. On the Clark side, Grandma's parents bought a farm right next to my Grandpa's parents' farm, so they were neighbors. Grandma's sister Florence married Grandpa's brother Elmer, so I guess it seemed like a good idea for Grandpa and Grandma to hook up. I would love to know how that happened, though--he was twenty years older than her.
My parents met at a corn-husking party, in college. They both went to a small rural Mennonite college and I guess that was the kind of thing rural Mennonites did for fun in the late '60's while everybody else was listening to Jimi Hendrix and smoking pot.
Anyway, they were in a group of kids walking across a field, and my mom stepped in a hole and almost fell. My dad grabbed her arm and said, "Guess you fell for me, huh?" And the rest was history. They've been married for 40 years.
Here's a cute picture of Mom and Dad as newlyweds:
3 comments:
I think the story about how your folks met is just about the cutest thing I've ever heard!
I agree, that's adorable! My in-laws met at a hootenanny, which is similar to a cornhusking party, yes?
And, great photo!
I love this picture, but I couldn't figure out why Mom would be driving. Then I examined the picture a little closer and saw that the letters on the box in the back seat are reversed, and the steering wheel is in front of Dad. I'm guessing this was scanned in from an old slide, and was scanned the wrong way. I'm so happy when I can solve little mysteries like this.
By the way, mom and dad's (and my) alma mater (EMU) is playing in a second-round game in the NCAA basketball tournament (D-3) tonight - go Royals!
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