How did you meet your partner?

Met my ex hb at work when he introducd himself. We went out for several weeks and both decided it could work. We were married 30 yrs, no kids as he had had a vasectomy before he met me. His presence in my ife enabled me to do what I wanted with my life, making me able to rescue dogs and cats, earn my Paramedic license and run rescue, and other volunteer things.

Only later did I discover by bits and pieces that he was an agent and I enabled him to remain one. They wanted him to marry and settle down and so he did. Symbiotic relationship totally. If you want to know more you'll have to read the book.
 

Back in 1966, before personal computers and dating aps, I used ibm punch cards to join Operation Match which was a computer program run by U C Berkeley students for free with the objective oh matching up people for dates. It found me my first wife! I wonder if that was the first such program and if the founder went on to be a millionaire.
 
OregonGuy said:
Back in 1966, before personal computers and dating aps, I used ibm punch cards to join Operation Match which was a computer program run by U C Berkeley students for free with the objective oh matching up people for dates. It found me my first wife! I wonder if that was the first such program and if the founder went on to be a millionaire.
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Very cool !!!!
 
StarSong said:
In my experience, there in fact is no such thing as unconditional love. Even a vow made in earnest holds little sway when one or both partners become miserable.

Other than my children, I love nobody unconditionally. And even with them, if the relationship became toxic I would distance myself from them.
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Toxic. I feel the same because that's how it became with my only child. Part of me still cares for what used to be or could have been, but I'm not sure it's love. She did the distancing herself by moving 1500 miles away. My wife I went to see her once some years ago. It did not go well, and I knew when we left I would never go back. Unconditional love? No, I wouldn't even feel safe going to sleep in the same house with her.
 
MACKTEXAS said:
Toxic. I feel the same because that's how it became with my only child. Part of me still cares for what used to be or could have been, but I'm not sure it's love. She did the distancing herself by moving 1500 miles away. My wife I went to see her once some years ago. It did not go well, and I knew when we left I would never go back. Unconditional love? No, I wouldn't even feel safe going to sleep in the same house with her.
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Sending you a PM on how I released myself from this kind of pain. If anyone else is interested, you can PM me.
 
Fall of 1969. We went to the same college in Oklahoma. We both were from Colorado, but I did not know that when I first met her.

I first saw her when she walked into our biology class our freshman year. I knew then that I wanted to meet her and hopefully, later to get a date with her. Later that week I saw her in the library studying. I asked her what she was studying, and she said Biology. I asked her if she wanted to study together, she said OK... I guess you could say we hit it off pretty well. Been together since then, have three great Kids, six Grandkids, and three Great- Grandkids...so far. Life is good...
 
Husband and brother were stationed in Adak, Alaska back in the 70’s. My brother asked me to write to his buddy because he wasn’t getting any mail from home. I was 16 and we wrote for about 2 years. Then he started calling me when I was over 18 and flew out to see me for the weekend. He went overseas on a westpac tour and came back 6-7 months later. I flew to see him for the weekend in California.

When I got home I packed up and flew out with a wedding dress in my suitcase. We were married 3 days later at a little chapel in California. I was 19 and he was 24. We made it 48 years. That’s how I found my Filipino sailor.
 
I was sationed at Roosevelt Roads Naval air station in Puerto Rico. In Dec. of 1961 I was on liberty with a couple of buddies. We stopped at a bar that had music blaring. The bar had a lower level & an upper level where the music was coming from. We went upstairs to check it out.

Locals were enjoying dancing & drinking. We found a table to sit and drink & listen to music we hadn't heard before. Salsa, merengue & slow music. While sitting there the most beautiful blond came over to ask me if I wanted to dance. I said OK if it was the slow music.

We spent some time talking or at least trying to her english wasn't to good but we understood each other. So good in fact that I asked her to marry me. We married in March of 1962, 63 years and hoping for as many more as we can have together.
 
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