Mom's boss in Detroit owned a vacation cabin in upper Michigan (Sault Ste. Marie), and every year would close his Dr's office for a week and give the staff (all girls) a vacation up there.
Dad was a butcher and delivered meat to the cabin caretakers, who knew and liked him. They called to place an order so he could come meet Mom - thougt they'd make a good couple. (Tthey didn't tell either Mom or Dad that it was a set up.) Dad had been out drinking the night before with his buddies and admitted years later he'd been terribly hung over that whole day.
Dad met Mom and the other girls, then called his buddies to come join the party. Dad said he was smitten from the start, but Mom said he kept calling her Barbara the whole night. (Her name is Marian, there was no Barbara there.) 4 months later they were engaged, and married 5 months after that. 5 children and 13 grandchildren later, they were married 52 years when Dad passed away.
Oh, Mary, that was a funny story! My sister's name is Maureen but people like to call her Marlene. She said she is getting so used to it, she
is liking it. So Barbara huh? That doesn't even sound like Marian!!!! That was a whirlwind romance and they probably had alot of great memories. Again, the word that comes to mind is Precious!