The following was in the newspaper yesterday:
“Did you marry your high school sweetheart? The (newspaper) is looking for stories about couples who dated during their teen years and ended up married to each other.”
So, of course, I thought I would submit our story. But when I looked back through all the Hubby posts here, I couldn’t find one that told the story of when “it all began”. That is really an omission, because it is one of the most important turning points in both our lives. So, I’m going to correct that omission right now:
On New Year’s Eve, 1961 I was 15 and staying overnight with Robyn, one of my girlfriends. When it was almost midnight, her boyfriend, Wayne, called from a party to ask if he could stop over for a little while to see in the New Year with her. But she explained that I was there, so that probably wouldn’t work. No problem, he said. Just by coincidence he had a friend who he had wanted me to meet anyway, and that friend just happened to be right there at the party too! So Robyn said okay – in that case they could both stop over. But when Wayne hung up the phone, he definitely had a problem. He didn’t really have a friend in mind to introduce to Robyn’s friend whom he had only met a few times, but he needed to find somebody quick! He looked around the room and his eyes landed on his friend Jim (probably one of the taller guys in the room, so he stood out). So Wayne went over and gave Jim a “sales pitch” about Sandy, his girlfriend’s “cool” friend, and convinced Jim to come with him to meet me. The rest is history. Jim and I went together, sometimes off but mostly on, for the rest of high school and married a year after I graduated. We have just celebrated our 45th wedding anniversary.
I’ve always loved telling the story about how Wayne picked Jim for me. And it’s no surprise to anyone who knows Wayne that he spent his entire career working in sales – he definitely had a talent for it. But, to my way of thinking, the most important sales pitch Wayne ever gave was the one he gave to Jim about a girl name Sandy, on New Year’s Eve, 1961.