Tales of Romance, Valentine Style

[Mermaid]

Five kids, (I'm the youngest at 43, oldest is 62), four granchildren, three great grandchildren later, they almost made it to 60 years of marriage. Dad passed a few years ago, and Mom, 83, is the biggest flirt and constant center of attention at her assisted care living facility.
Gee I wonder where she gets that from?

Your mother sounds just like my Grandma Lucy! When she moved into the Old Folks Home (her name for it) the same thing happened to her. She was the belle of the ball. She even got marriage proposals! The last guy was pretty persistant. I asked Grandma what she did about it, and she told me she had to beat him off with her cane because "he's only interested in my money."

 

[Allifunn]

i first saw her in culinary school in poughkeepsie. i was just about to get married during externship. i was working in the media dept, and about 2/3 of the way through year one, she was just on her way into year one. i left for the summer, got married and returned to school. again, 2/3 through the year, she returned. i never said a word to her.

a year later i'm in hospitality school in miami. i'm in classes with what turns out to be her then boyfriend. she's going to come down here too to go to school. he takes a trip up north and upon his return, it's evident that things went south. she shows up the following sept. i have since gotten divorced. within a month we're living together.

more to follow...

why'd ya quit your story???

 

[Mermaid]

why'd ya quit your story???

He's saving it for Valentines Day!

 

[audie]

after my grandma died (my dad's mom), my papaw got in touch with his first love again, they ended up getting married and papaw was giddy as a school boy....he unfortunately didn't realize how bad his health was and he passed away after they were married 6-8 months, i can't remember which. i loved seeing him so happy at least for a short time...

 

[Kimmifunn]

Wow girls...they don't make them like they used to. :roll: Trust me!;-)

 

[John R]

...she arrives into NY from paris. a french skater friend of ours, Anton, met her on the plane and he is quite smitten, they're in the thows of a whirlwind romance that only two people from the same country can have in a foriegn country. we all go out to dinner after skating and end up at american trash, some bar up on the east side. i'm out front showing off for some hotties and eventually make it back inside, by now quite buzzed. she's sitting on a bar stool chatting with our group. i go up and ask, "so this is your first time here"?, "yes", she says, so i say "well, welcome to NY" and reach in and grab her crotch. could have heard a pin drop. anton's quite pissed, but she just laughs, and doesn't slap me. i get a little more buzzed and do it again. she doesn't hit me again, but anton's ready to pummel me. time to leave.

fast forward a couple of months. he's back in france and she's living here. i've seen her around a bit. my friend sean and i run into her down at the dance skaters area in central park(where the beer is sold for $2/can). she's lamenting that anton's gone and she has no boyfriend. i mention that she could be going out with either of us if she'd quit smoking cigarettes. two months later we're at the beginning of a three year relationship, that i really mess up badly...

 

[kathydwells]

...she arrives into NY from paris. a french skater friend of ours, Anton, met her on the plane and he is quite smitten, they're in the thows of a whirlwind romance that only two people from the same country can have in a foriegn country. we all go out to dinner after skating and end up at american trash, some bar up on the east side. i'm out front showing off for some hotties and eventually make it back inside, by now quite buzzed. she's sitting on a bar stool chatting with our group. i go up and ask, "so this is your first time here"?, "yes", she says, so i say "well, welcome to NY" and reach in and grab her crotch. could have heard a pin drop. anton's quite pissed, but she just laughs, and doesn't slap me. i get a little more buzzed and do it again. she doesn't hit me again, but anton's ready to pummel me. time to leave.

fast forward a couple of months. he's back in france and she's living here. i've seen her around a bit. my friend sean and i run into her down at the dance skaters area in central park(where the beer is sold for $2/can) she's lamenting that anton's gone and she has no boyfriend. i mention that she could be going out with either of us if she'd quit smoking cigarettes. two months later we're at the beginning of a three year relationship, that i really mess up badly...

OMG. Where were you 17 years ago????? Oh, wait. You wouldn't like me. I smoke. But I do have other endearing qualities.

 

[Kimmifunn]

OK...I'm intrigued...keep going please.

 

[Teresa]

I always say I picked him up in a parking lot.

and it's true! love this story!

 

[Teresa]

after my grandma died (my dad's mom), my papaw got in touch with his first love again, they ended up getting married and papaw was giddy as a school boy....he unfortunately didn't realize how bad his health was and he passed away after they were married 6-8 months, i can't remember which. i loved seeing him so happy at least for a short time...

way to go pawpaw! now, that's living...