vulgarweed replied to your post “kayjaykayme replied to your post “When I get distracted from the…”My father wanted to become a park ranger because he read Jack Kerouac’s account of sitting in a fire tower out west far from human contact, just reading all day … and HE DID IT.
I love that so much.
Years later he was working at the Grand Canyon - interacting with people no less, never really his area - and he met this foreign-exchange college student from Brazil who’d been traveling around by Greyhound bus (from University of Alabama in the summer with no A/C, JFC) doing cultural presentations from her country (ah, the ’60s). She was walking somewhere that was off-limits to the public and he had to tell her so.
Yes. This is going exactly where you think it is.
My parents met cute.
For my birthday last year, my dad gave me a first-edition of On the Road that’s worth more than a passable used car. (We both agree that’s not even in the top 10 of Kerouac’s best works; it’s just the most collectible.)
Ohhhh that is the perfect meet cute. (And that is the best birthday present).
My parent’s story isn’t that interesting in comparison. They met at a local dance. Dad would visit Mum on the weekend with flowers for her and dead rabbits for her parents from across the border. He’d wear brylcream ala John Travolta (which made his employer’s wife complain about the state of his pillowcase) and drove a car with a fox tail on the aerial and bullet-hole decals along the boot. My parents broke up when Mum went to college. Dad wrote her a letter begging her to take him back. The dog at the boarding house Mum was staying at stole the letter so when Dad arrived at Mum’s door she wasn’t expecting him and she hadn’t had a chance to harden her heart against him. They got married as soon as Mum graduated. 41 years later they’re still going strong.
OK, that’s amazing too. Dead rabbits! Brylcream! Foxtail! The dog ate my love letter! I love long-time love stories that start out awkward; your parents’ is fabulous.
My mom and dad had been a couple (mostly long-distance) for only 3 months when her strict father in Brazil got wind of it and was going to have her visa pulled (She was under 21, so he had that power) If she lost her visa, she’d be deported.
My dad drove straight through without sleeping from Grand Canyon, AZ to Birmingham, AL — almost 1500 miles — to pick her up and take her to the nearest state with no mandatory waiting period for marriage. (which was Georgia, so another 70 or so miles to the border, I don’t even know which Georgia town they picked at random). I do know it was at a courthouse and they paid a wino off the street to be the witness. There aren’t even any pictures - there was no one to take them.
46 years in October. Still each others’ best friends.
Omg this sort of thing happens in real life. How awesome….