Tuesday, August 9, 2005

the power of a good story

My dad met my mom when they were 18 and 22. They dated until things were interrupted by WWII.

When he came home from the war, he stood on the porch & said,"I can't give you much. Everything I've got in the world is in that seabag, but if you will have me, I'll love you all my life long"

My mom told me that story all my childhood..

My children love to hear it.

Because my dad died long before they were born, to them ,he is a dashingly handsome young man...for eternity..he never got sick or frail to them...they think of him as he was in his prime.

Caitlin had an assignment to write a family story,so she wrote that one.

 Her teacher's son had a girlfriend who wanted to get married,but he felt bad because he didn't have a good job.

 He was afraid he had nothing to offer her.

 Caitlin's teacher mailed him her story.

 That night he called her to say they were eloping the next day.

A good story takes on a life of its own.

19 comments:

Anonymous said...

My father was driving down Charlston avenue in New Orleans and saw my mother walking along the sidewalk and he fell out of his car, calling and pointing to her..."I want that blonde!"...13 children and 60 grandchildren later........I am still repeating their love at first sight story....Courtenay
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Anonymous said...

What a fabulous story and fairytale ending...

Anonymous said...

What a wonderful story.  The love of your father is now a gift that keeps on giving through this marvelous tale.  I wish the eloping couple all the best the world has to offer!
Sam

Anonymous said...

wow how cool.  Your Dad lives on!

Anonymous said...

Great story. Thanx.
Bon & Mal

Anonymous said...

Dear marti,
How wonderful! It is indeed a very powerful tale of love and discernment

Anonymous said...

Awwwww!!!!

Anonymous said...

That is so touching and romantic.  A tear or two fell as I read it.  All too often we forget the 'important' things in life.  
Tammy

Anonymous said...

Wow that was a great story,
Mariann

Anonymous said...

Great story girlfriend!  and the last two entries too~kbear

Anonymous said...

I do love a good story, the type that can be told over and over again and it touches anyone that hears it. This is a beautiful example of that........
Rebecca

Anonymous said...

I wish things were as romantic now as they were back then- we would live in a different world....~Kori

Anonymous said...

Wow...what an awesome story.  It's like a fairy tale.  Kudos.

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Anonymous said...

What a wonderful, and heart warming story. Thanks for sharing it with everyone.
And yes, I learned how to post my link. Thanks!http://journals.aol.com/shadierush/NeverGiveUp/
Shadie

Anonymous said...

fairy tales DO come true.  Thank you for that beautiful story.
                                                                                  Cyndy

Anonymous said...

Dear Deborah,
Hi!
i still can't access your Ghandi story...Ghandi is one of my favorite heroes! Thanks!
natalie

Anonymous said...

Hi Marti...just testing adding a comment here. Great story, too. -- Joe

Anonymous said...

Often I wish I could have known my parents when they were young.
It sure would be interesting.
What a beautiful beginning for yours.
Great entry.
Wishing you health, happiness and laughter.
TJ~

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http://journals.aol.com/vaultofsecrets/MoonDancer

Anonymous said...

what a beautiful story.

MY fols went through W WII, also.    my dad's name is francis.    my mom's name is frances.    that's probably one of the reasons they wed.

i am the result of a homonym.