Open to Debate

There's been some debate on just how my dad proposed to my mom. I doubt I'll ever get the real story. Heck, I doubt either of them actually knows the real story.

My mom says it went down like this:

Mom: "I dunno. He just said, 'So you think one day you might wanna get married?' And, I said, 'Yeah."
Me: How romantic. [beat] Did he have a ring?
Mom: Not at the time. We were just talking in the car. He gave me the ring a little while later. In my mom's kitchen. Just pushed the ring across the table to me.
Me: Again, how romantic.
Mom: We were supposed to get married in April, but he was saying how he didn't wanna be alone at Christmas. And, I said, 'What, alone? You're gonna be with my family.' So, that's why we got married after Thanksgiving.

Dad, however, claims he knew nothing about April and this was the first he's heard of it.

So, they can't get their stories straight. Something must be working... 52 years later... tomorrow.

Harry and Jo, November 29th, 1958. 

:)