Not a great story but I like the way my parents met. My Mother was a farm girl who grew up in Canada. My Dad was a big city American boy who was doing his PhD in Archaeology. His thesis project involved excavating and analyzing a site near her small town. He hired some local boys to dig the dirt for him and, after getting to know them well and having a couple of late nights drinking beer at the site, the local boys invited him for a family dinner with the eight siblings and a bunch of other relatives. And then he became a regular at the Saturday night dinners. My Dad was a dog and ended up picking up their little sister. They married the next year in the church in that little farm town and moved back to the States so he could finish his program and then join different faculties. My Mom and Dad got along great but it was also evident that he was super good friends with his brother-in-laws who all went on to be very successful and that was super nice to see.
Not a great story but I like the way my parents met. My Mother was a farm girl who grew up in Canada. My Dad was a big city American boy who was doing his PhD in Archaeology. His thesis project involved excavating and analyzing a site near her small town. He hired some local boys to dig the dirt for him and, after getting to know them well and having a couple of late nights drinking beer at the site, the local boys invited him for a family dinner with the eight siblings and a bunch of other relatives. And then he became a regular at the Saturday night dinners. My Dad was a dog and ended up picking up their little sister. They married the next year in the church in that little farm town and moved back to the States so he could finish his program and then join different faculties. My Mom and Dad got along great but it was also evident that he was super good friends with his brother-in-laws who all went on to be very successful and that was super nice to see.