Fun Monday: Meet Cute Story




Fun Monday # 37 is being hosted by Janet
FROM THE PLANET OF JANET


Janet wants us to "Describe your meeting with your spouse/significant other. I especially want to hear "meet cute" stories. And it doesn't have to be your actual current sig/other. Perhaps the "meet cute" story is a former boy/girlfriend... or even a best friend. Illustrate with photos, of course."
I never thought I would find my soul mate .... through a want-ad. That's right, a want-ad.

At the end of 1991 whatever the reason was at the time: silly, dare, bored, curious or what, I placed an ad in the Sacramento Singles News Magazine. It said
Ward Cleaver, Where are You?
SWF, 32 seeking a 1950's type of guy. A gentleman with sense of humor and the gift of gab, affectionate (i'm addicted to hugs and backrubs), physically fit, intelligent, catholic. I am 5'2", 115 lb., multifaceted southern lady who is educated, intelligent, stubborn, conservative, honest, passionate, catholic, with sense of humor who still believes in old fashioned marriage. Unlimited interests including science fiction (books and movies), murder mystery parties, adventures, discussing politics to philosophy, evenings out on the town as well as staying home, watching videos or cuddling by the fire. I also give wonderful backrubs. Must be willing to share me with a very possessive cat. If you are a SWM, nonsmoker, please write. Photo appreciated.

My mother takes credit for the headline!

I received about 40 replies running the gamut from a photograph with just a phone number to a four page letter detailing exactly what this man wanted in a woman and the type of wife she should be. I still have the letters in my memorabilia box. 

I received a letter from Father and liked what I read. I called him and we arranged to meet for lunch on January 24th at the Peppermill. We exchanged details of what we looked like so would recognize each other. I got to the Peppermill early and sat down in the bar, facing the mirror. Father walked in a few minutes later: Handsome with a beard, but shorter than I expected. We introduced ourselves, then walked in to the restaurant for lunch. Walking behind him gave me to opportunity to check out the back side view which wasn’t bad at all.

Our lunch lasted three hours but only seemed like a few minutes. Since we liked each other, we arranged to go on a date the next weekend. After that date, I never answered any more replies from the ad. Somehow I knew he was going to be a part of my life forever.

He told me later that when got back to the office, he told his office manager that “this is a woman I could introduce to my parents!

Do you want to know the rest of the story: go to our engagement story


9 comments:

  1. Well, this would be one of the more unusual stories. That was pretty brave of you (or stupid).

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  2. Wow, I didn't know people actually met each other from the want ads. I've always loved looking at them though. I'm glad you found your Ward!

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  3. Terrific story - and do you wear your pearls when you vacuum? Only sort of kidding - my mom didn't wear pants until the 1970s and she actually did get "dressed" every day! Sorry, it was the Cleaver comment that got me started.

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  4. What a great story. I'm glad to hear that those ads actually work! Of course, the right man answered yours!

    Dreaming What Ifs...

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  5. That was a great one by your mom.
    Ditto what Sandy said about the Pearls....giggle.


    (There is a bad link to your blog - I guess we should let Janet know)

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  6. The want ads have been replaced by the "Lonely Hearts Clubs" on the internet now, I've heard a couple of good stories about these too.

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  7. That is so sweet! I met my hubby through a want ad too. :) Sounds like you guys have been together for a while now. Very nice. :)

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  8. that's really neat. ward cleaver. ha!

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