Monday, December 21, 2009


It was June 1952. The Korean war was happening. I was 15, and going to be a Junior in high school the following September. The school year was over in just a couple of weeks and I was looking forward to the summer. I was on my way to the school bus, rushing as it was nearly time for the buses to leave from the school..
Suddenly, I saw him. Some people have a word for what happened to me. I believe it is the Italians. I don't know the saying but it means to be "hit by a thunderbolt!" That is exactly what I felt. Like I had been electrically shocked.
*The writing on this very old high school senior photo says "To the only girl in the world..and the sweetest. I love you.

I stopped dead! I didn't move! I didn't breath! The quad was deserted except for him and two cheerleaders from another school. He was holding his books, half sitting on a little wall chatting away with the girls. To this day I don't think I have ever seen a more beautiful boy. When I got myself together I casually walked on past to the line of school buses. I asked my friends who he was and within minutes they had managed to get him to the bus window. They dragged me, red faced, up from the floorboards and that is how I met Patrick. We all talked, or rather they did, but all I can remember is how he looked at me with those beautiful green eyes with the thickest lashes...

A few days later, my friends and I ran into him on the football field and someone wanted a picture of us together. Another moment of total embarrassment when he put his arm around my shoulders and leaned down and whispered sweetly into my ear..."some day we are going to be married and have seven kids!" To this fifteen year old...I couldn't believe he said that to me..and yet...
Now, you already know that his... whispered sweetly... promise of what was to come, came to pass if you have read my profile. Not to mention heartache beyond belief.
But, Christmas was coming...but it was to be a blue one. A very blue one...KOREA loomed..just as Afganistan does today.

The following day, he asked if he could talk to me..after lunch..and I said yes. He asked me out on graduation night. To dinner and a movie. He picked me up TWO hours late because his mother decided he could not use the car. However..she relented and we never made it to dinner but we did go to a drive in theatre to see "Lili" with Leslie Caron. We parked. He tipped my head back and kissed me and said "Will you marry me?" I said yes.

Now you also know where my name "Wsprsweetly" comes from.. *smile*



  1. This is such a beautiful story. I was often curious about your blog name. Now I know! Thank you for sharing my sweet friend.
    Hugs, Sue

  2. Awww, that is so sweet.
    Merry Christmas to you!

  3. What a wonderful sweet!
    Merry Christmas!

  4. your story made me cry! you are so lucky...
    Merry Christmas my friend and a safe and happy new year!

  5. Oh my goodness! This was wonderful.
    Ladybug Creek

  6. I just went back and read your profile because I wanted to know the rest of your amazing story. I also lost my husband to cancer, but have not, and do not want to remarry.

    I have often thought it would be a fun "meme" party for us all to tell how we met our spouses.


    I'm too overcome to comment. Tears are burning.

    Blessed Be.


  8. Oh my, how utterly romantic. You don't hear stories like this anymore, Mona. You are truly blessed to have known such love and adoration.
    Thank you for sharing this personal memory.
    Merry Christmas, my friend. hugs, Sue

  9. Oh my gosh Mona! What a romantic story. I hope you'll share more of your wonderful memories of the good times.

  10. I don't think I've ever heard a more romantic story!!! True love for sure! It brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for sharing your beautiful story and Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones Mona!

  11. Ohhh, I love your delightful story:-). What a wonderful memory. Thanks for sharing.

  12. Oh Mona,

    You took my breath away.....absolutely took it away. *Tears* Simply beautiful.


  13. So sweet, enjoyed hearing how you met.

  14. For Michael Corleone, the term was "รจ stato un colpo di fulmine"---that unexplainable jolt when you meet the ONE.

    I'm honored that you shared your story, Mona; you WERE a child bride, and I'm so glad for all your wonderful years together.

    This has been a lovely Christmas gift, and I thank you.


  15. Oh my, that is just the most romantic thing I've ever heard! Thank you for sharing this beautiful memory with us.

  16. I am SO blessed by reading this today!!!! Merry Christmas to you!!!

  17. Oh, Mona.. Bless your heart for sharing your beautiful life story with us..

    Hope you have a wonderful day..

  18. What a wonderful love story...and yes, he was very handsome.
    Merry Christmas, Mona!

  19. I was actully about to ask you about Your blog name :-) Now I dont have to :-)
    It´s such a lovely love story!
    Have a great day now!

  20. What a lovely post! Thank you for opening your heart and sharing your sweet story.

    Merry CHRISTmas!

  21. My hearts all a flutter now. What a wonderful story of your true love. Yes, I have to agree that this young fella is a~hunka~hunka burnin' love. I loved reading of your memories of him.

    Have a blessed day sweet Mona! God bless you.

  22. Oh my goodness you captured me from the start with this story. I want to read all of it Mona. You are one talented writer my friend!
    It's just wonderful!

    Merry Christmas & Many Blessings!
    ~Melissa :)

  23. WOW! That's all I can say. What a wonderful love story. Wow!

  24. Oh! Mona... I love this! I want just a few more days off, so that I can come back and read more of your past posts!

    *sigh*...well, I will have t do it a little bit at a time...

    Blessings & Aloha!


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