Di has a three-part question today:
Do you believe in love at first sight? Yes, I do.
Have you experienced it? Yes, I have. I was in a training class at Marshall Field’s in Chicago, and this girl was sitting across the table from me with short brown hair, pretty gray eyes behind glasses, wearing a nice dress. I thought she was someone else that I knew, but didn’t say anything. The more I looked at her, the more I felt she’d be important in my life.
A couple of weeks later, I was walking across the bridge at Loyola that connected the two buildings at the downtown campus, and walking in the opposite direction was the girl from the training class. It didn’t register with me until she was past me…
The following day, I had stopped in the cafeteria for a cup of coffee, and who should be in the line in front of me but the girl. “Excuse me, do you work at Marshall Field’s?” she asked. I said yes, and we stood and chatted for a minute until she had to go. “I’m Mary,” she said. Soon we were having coffee together almost every day, and not long after that (about four months) I asked her to marry me. And she said yes.
Did it last? Since October of 1976, when I first saw her. We’ll be celebrating our 45th anniversary on the 28th.
But you knew that…