Hey genea-folks,
it's Saturday Night again,
time for more Genealogy Fun!
Your mission this week, should you decide to accept it, is to:
1) Do you know how, when and where your parents met?
2) Please tell the family story in your own blog post, in a comment to this blog post, or in your own Facebook or Google+ post.
NOTE: You can substitute your own story about meeting your spouse, or the story about your grandparents, etc.
Here's mine:
My father, Frederick Walton Seaver (1911-1983) grew up in Leominster, Massachusetts, the 5th of 7 children, but the oldest surviving son. By the accounts of his siblings, he was fairly rowdy and irresponsible as a teenager and young adult, dropping out of several high schools and Dartmouth College. In December 1940, escaping the deep snows of Massachusetts and/or a failed love match (there are two family stories here!), he took off for California. He drove about 3,000 miles in three days through Columbus, St. Louis, Flagstaff, San Bernardino and to San Diego. He arrived on the doorstep of his Aunt Emily (Richmond) Taylor in San Diego - surprise!
He lived with the Taylor family - Aunt Emily, Uncle George, Cousin Dorothy, Dorothy's husband Marshall, and their daughter Marcia, a 14-year old teenager - for some time in 1941.
My mother, Betty Virginia Carringer (1919-2002) was a shy, studious and hard working young lady who had graduated from San Diego State College in 1940, and was teaching Art and English at Woodrow Wilson Junior High School in City Heights in San Diego.
According to Dorothy, who loved to tell the story every time we took her out to lunch in the 1980s, at some point Fred said "I need a girl friend" while at the dinner table, and Marcia said "I know a really nice teacher." Guess who? Yes, Betty, who Marcia knew from the art classes she attended at Woodrow Wilson Junior High, less than a mile from her home.
Somehow, a meeting was arranged, an invitation to dinner ensued to Betty Carringer and a romance was begun (I don't know for how long).
In July 1942, they were married, went on a short honeymoon to Dana Point, and lived in a bungalow house on Twin Oaks Avenue in Chula Vista. They both worked in the aircraft industry at Rohr Aircraft in Chula Vista until late 1943 when little Randy was born.
They say that opposites attract...and in this case you probably couldn't find two people more different from each other. But it worked for 41 years, a traditional home, three responsible sons, and four grandchildren.
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