It took church, cabbage and 527 letters In August 15, 1960, I met my future wife on a pair of roller skates. She was 17 at that time. For me it was not love at first sight. I did not know anything about this girl. So when I took her home and asked for a date for the next Sunday night, she said I’d have to go to church. After about four Sunday night dates she told me that her plans were to go to nursing school after high school. My reply was, “I’ll do anything to keep you from going.” Then came Christmas. My first present for her at the family Christmas Eve party was a very big cabbage. I’ll never forget what her grandma said that night: “It better not be a diamond ring. If it is, I’ll take it away from her and give it back to you.” She did three years of nursing school. When she was on her last nine months of nursing school, I got drafted in the Army. After 527 letters (she wrote 424, I did 102) and five years and two months, we got married, Oct. 2, 1965. In those letters she wrote over 1,000 times, “I love and miss you very much.” A few days ago, I told her, “I love you.” Her reply was, “I love you, too.” Louis Talmadge Mead, Elizabeth City, Albemarle EMC |
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