Sunday, September 17, 2006
Happy 61st Anniversary
to my grandparents.
On this day in 1945, an army sargent, veteran of D-day and war casualty, married a Polish girl from Pittsburgh. They settled in New Hampshire and raised 10 children. Today, they have 24 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren.
The story of how my grandparent's met is worth recounting. My grandfather has a strong devotion to Our Lady and had asked her to find him a spouse. One night, at a USO dance in Washington, D.C., he met a pretty red-head and made a date to meet her the dance the next night. The next night, before meeting his date, my grandfather made a stop at a local church to again ask Mary to guide him in finding the right girl. He saw Mary smile at him and he knew he was going to meet the right girl that night. Then he went to the dance. Unable to find he date, he went up on the balcony to search the dancing couples down below.
And, looking down, he saw a girl dancing and knew that he wanted to meet her. So, he asked her to dance and then asked her to meet him the next day. A few weeks later, my grandfather shipped out to training in Florida and then England, but they continued getting to know each other through letters. By the time my grandfather returned from the way, they were engaged. And the rest, as they say, is history.
As for the red-head? He never saw her again.
On this day in 1945, an army sargent, veteran of D-day and war casualty, married a Polish girl from Pittsburgh. They settled in New Hampshire and raised 10 children. Today, they have 24 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren.
The story of how my grandparent's met is worth recounting. My grandfather has a strong devotion to Our Lady and had asked her to find him a spouse. One night, at a USO dance in Washington, D.C., he met a pretty red-head and made a date to meet her the dance the next night. The next night, before meeting his date, my grandfather made a stop at a local church to again ask Mary to guide him in finding the right girl. He saw Mary smile at him and he knew he was going to meet the right girl that night. Then he went to the dance. Unable to find he date, he went up on the balcony to search the dancing couples down below.
And, looking down, he saw a girl dancing and knew that he wanted to meet her. So, he asked her to dance and then asked her to meet him the next day. A few weeks later, my grandfather shipped out to training in Florida and then England, but they continued getting to know each other through letters. By the time my grandfather returned from the way, they were engaged. And the rest, as they say, is history.
As for the red-head? He never saw her again.
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It is a great story. Are there really 9 great grandchildren? I must be missing some.
# posted by 
: 9/18/2006 9:44 AM
: 9/18/2006 9:44 AM
A "small" detail you forgot to mention was that the girl he danced with that night was wearing a Miraculous Medal. He took that as Mary's sign that this girl, and not the red headed one, was Mary's choice for him. Ironically, he now has two red headed granddaughters.
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