Today is Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats
Today would have been my parent's 71st anniversary.
My biological father died when I was 2 1/2 years old.
My biological father died when I was 2 1/2 years old.
My mom and dad were married January 16, 1954, nine days after my 5th birthday.
This is the story I was told about how they met.
She worked at Montgomery Wards on weekends
(they always referred to it a Monkey Wards, no clue why)
She worked at Montgomery Wards on weekends
(they always referred to it a Monkey Wards, no clue why)
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Each afternoon he watched as she walked to work.
They lived on the same street blocks apart. Never met
He had just returned from three years in the Army.
He loved how her pony tail bounced and swayed.
Her route took her was through a park.
One day he decided to followed her (I accused him of stalking her).
As she walked under a tree
A bird had a pooping SPREE.
It landed smack on her ponytail.
However, being the gentleman that he was
He never admitted that this spree gave him glee.
It was time to introduce himself, he told her what had happened
offered her his hankie...and the rest as they say was history
This is a photo of my parents at our daughter and son in law's wedding August 15, 1998
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