1. Engagement Ring, 2. Elizabeth's Engagement Ring, 3. Diamond Engagement ring, 4. Engagement RingCreated with fd's Flickr Toys.
I received 5 proposals of marriage, before I married Bob
The first was from my high school boyfriend, Ron. He looked like the Marlboro Man from the billboards of the ‘60’s. He was my first boyfriend and taught me how to kiss. He didn’t give kissing lessons, per se, but I learned everything I know about the subject from kissing him.
The next three came rather close together, after I’d broken up with my high school boyfriend. So, the second was from an older guy, about 10 years older, and his proposal, on our first date, was that he’d marry me but I had to be a virgin! I was, but declined because I thought that was a very poor basis to consider marriage. Not a good kisser.
The next three came rather close together, after I’d broken up with my high school boyfriend. So, the second was from an older guy, about 10 years older, and his proposal, on our first date, was that he’d marry me but I had to be a virgin! I was, but declined because I thought that was a very poor basis to consider marriage. Not a good kisser.
Next was from Mike. His proposal included the fact that he wanted to raise a football team. Mind you, not anything small like a basketball team, NO, a football team. He was tempting, good looking, freckles and sandy blonde hair, and a good kisser, but alas, I could not see a football team in my future.
Then there was Terry. He was going to be a physician, wanted me to wait for him. We’d live in New Orleans, and be rich. Well, he was also tempting, good looking, dark and chiseled, but no spark; and I didn’t want to live in New Orleans.
And then Bob. When Bob asked me to marry him on November 2, 1963, we were on our 5th date. I was really surprised, but not adverse to the idea. He was cute, I known him for 4 years, he was a good kisser, was out of the Navy, had a good job, and didn’t add any stipulations to his proposal. I answered, “Yes, but not right now”. My thinking was, if he asked me to marry him on the 5th date, he probably wanted to get married by the end of the month.
I should have suspected there was a communication problem, because when he took me home, he asked if he could call me the next day. When he called, I told him I’d told my parents he’d asked me to marry him. Bob said, “What did you tell them your answer was?” When I told him the answer was yes, he said he thought I’d turned him down!!
His sister Vicky said he came and slammed doors and wouldn’t talk to anyone.
We were married seven months later, on May 2nd, 1964.
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That's a great post. Email me your wedding pictures, or are they on flickr? Let me know.
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