my father was in the air force and stationed in the Philippines.
my mom and her girlfriends, like any young filipina, wanted to meet an American G.I. Her gf was having a party one night, one that my father happened to be at.
My mom was interested in a tall, All-American blond blue eyed-boy there... not the "short" Mexican {you have to know my parents to know this is said with love} guy who talked too much.
She says she remembered my pappa talking to her friend's mom, who's house the gathering was at. This is something my father would pass on to us children: good manners.
so even though my Pappa had eyes for my beautiful Mom, her heart was still set on the blond boy. She called up on base for blondie, but as fate would have it... my father was the one answering the phones that night. She asked if blondie was there because he was supposed to pick her up. My dad said he wasn't and would give the message, but could he come get her instead?
the truth is, my father never gave blondie the message. He picked her up and took her home and returned the next day... and the next day.... and the next day...
all because she said yes.
all because he did not give up.
38 years of marriage.
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that is a beautiful story... now wondr you love it so...
xoxo
awww : ) so adorable.
oh m - i am at it again... "KNOW WONDER"!!!!!!
Oh this is super-sweet! I love hearing those how-we-met stories. My mom and stepdad met at the cafeteria at work, all because he asked to try some of her Vietnamese food. Thanks so much for your comment on my blog--I haven't seen the movie Feast of Love yet, but it's on my Netflix queue... I'll be sure to let you know what I think. :)
awww cute!!!
that is too cute! :)
That is so lovely
:)
This is so sweet and romantic! :)
Warms my heart...
'Selamat' for sharing this lovely story!
xo*
awww what a GREAT story! Congrats to them!!
that is such a beautiful story! I'm so glad you shared it with us.
thanks for sharing! That is such a ..triumphant story! :D
She called up on base for blondie, but as fate would have it... my father was the one answering the phones that night.
Your blog is giving me the chills from head to toe! I so heart your stories:)
So sweet - I love reading love stories!
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