Jun 12, 2011

Family Folklore

According to family folklore...he saw me there for the first time.  I was wearing a long white fur coat.  I had no clue he existed.

We didn't actually meet for another two years.

By Christmas of 1986...I had made the first move ;) and we were together.

I'm not sure if my romantic husband kept this little keepsake momento as a token of his love for me...or because he has a bit of pack rat blood running through his veins...but it is sweet that he still has it & that he remembers.


Mrs. Spice (Holly) said...

That is the best story. The sweetest legacy.