I met my (ex) spouse when I was 16. My family moved to a small town in New Hampshire. We were across the street from the town's "Center of Activity," the Crossroads Country Store, Gas station & Post Office. Three girls (cousins) stood across the road in the parking lot. One of them had her little brother bring a note to me. She wanted to meet me. Next thing I knew, I had joined the choir of the local church (next door to my house!), and sat between the 3 girls every Sunday. I took one girl to the Junior High School Prom, the other to the Senior Prom.
We went our separate ways. The, 30+ years later, I was on Classmates.com. A lady friend of my (deceased) brother said Dodi wanted to connect with me. A few weeks later, I flew from Florida to Maine to see Dodi again. I proposed to her the next morning. I got married at 49 years of age. Unfortunately, we eventually decided we weren't a good match, but we departed as friends.