Some of you already know this, but here goes. I STILL think it is pretty cool.
Sept, 1970
I was sitting at a Shoney's Big Boy Drive In (in my '69 Plymouth road runner), drinking on a coke on a Sunday afternoon. Suddenly I heard another road runner honk the horn (back then, when a road runner owner spotted another one, they honked the horn. Beep! Beep!) I didn't see the car, at first, but honked anyway. Next thing I knew, SHE pulled in next to me and I thought she was gonna take off the side of my car! We sat there for a bit, talking and then she left. Just after she was gone, I realized that I was so taken by here that I had not gotten ANY information about her! No Name, No Phone Number, NOTHING! I was Sick! I just knew I had blown it, big time. We lived in Little Rock and even back then, it was a pretty big place (at least, to try to find someone). But, I spent the next month, taking a portion of Little Rock each day (after work) and searched for that car. Finally, about a month later, I had stopped by MacDonald's, to ask a buddy if he'd seen her yet (he was looking as well) and then we spotted her. I took off and caught up with her and as soon as she saw me, she pulled over (fortunately, for me) and I found out EVERYTHING I needed to know AND I followed her home! Come to find out, I had been within about 5miles from her home. We got married in Jan '70 and stayed that way until she passed away on 1 Jul '09 (almost made it to 39yrs of being Married) She was the BEST thing to happen to me.