tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post6690026393417246167..comments2024-02-04T04:40:23.122-08:00Comments on Harlequin Heartwarming: How did you meet? by Amie DenmanPamela Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05834270662017246137noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-56894994186395636862015-08-14T12:05:10.656-07:002015-08-14T12:05:10.656-07:00My parents met at a basement bar in Albany, NY, na...My parents met at a basement bar in Albany, NY, named O'Heaney's Tavern. They are 84 and still going strong!Kathy Damp/Kathleen Wrighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07413888215734148323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-63460212681835772922015-08-14T10:55:50.665-07:002015-08-14T10:55:50.665-07:00Oh my goodness, I'm loving these stories. So r...Oh my goodness, I'm loving these stories. So romantic! I love to ask people how they met, too. I first met my husband when I was dating one of his employees. Later, after I'd broken up with the guy, we saw each other at a wedding and.... Twenty two years for us next week!Carol Rosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02360417299528882416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-37547492810799416622015-08-14T05:02:31.846-07:002015-08-14T05:02:31.846-07:00Yes, that was us! :-)Yes, that was us! :-)Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-21171084686487688032015-08-13T16:07:17.147-07:002015-08-13T16:07:17.147-07:00Thanks, Laurie, and everyone for your wonderful st...Thanks, Laurie, and everyone for your wonderful stories! This is why I love romance!Amie Denmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11013787086281546987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-48583058615906880032015-08-13T15:18:20.717-07:002015-08-13T15:18:20.717-07:00So many sweet meet stories here by the way. What a...So many sweet meet stories here by the way. What a great post. ( :Laurie Ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05251033150576051700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-67037287818730548372015-08-13T14:59:20.509-07:002015-08-13T14:59:20.509-07:00That's so sweet Liz Flaherty. Weren't you ...That's so sweet Liz Flaherty. Weren't you the one with the "opposites attract" story a while back? I loved reading that about you and your husband. <br />( :Laurie Ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05251033150576051700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-43476397722778914202015-08-13T14:54:23.513-07:002015-08-13T14:54:23.513-07:00Mine too. That was a great story. Mine too. That was a great story. Laurie Ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05251033150576051700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-36733073064905603972015-08-13T14:48:12.154-07:002015-08-13T14:48:12.154-07:00I met my husband through a mutual friend. Here'...I met my husband through a mutual friend. Here's what happened: I was feeling down because my dad was sick at the time so I called my friend and he offered to come take me out to cheer me up. He told me his friend (my future husband) was at his house helping him to paint. Both came to pick me up and we were then on our way to get his friend's girlfriend. This was in NY and there was so Laurie Ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05251033150576051700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-53920267638557286952015-08-13T12:00:16.590-07:002015-08-13T12:00:16.590-07:00I love hearing about a happy #7!!I love hearing about a happy #7!!Amie Denmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11013787086281546987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-40700870367409879192015-08-13T11:30:29.111-07:002015-08-13T11:30:29.111-07:00I'm a #2. My hubby and I are high school sweet...I'm a #2. My hubby and I are high school sweethearts. When you meet the right one, you don't let him go! We have been married for 18 years and have three awesome kids to show for it! The funny part is I fell for him when he was my best friend's homecoming date. I waited a couple weeks after homecoming to make sure they didn't start dating and then I confessed my crush. Thankfully,Amy Vastinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10370234907973582544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-19691152758307790122015-08-13T09:22:30.970-07:002015-08-13T09:22:30.970-07:00I'm a # 2, met at college and married the day ...I'm a # 2, met at college and married the day of graduation, 33 years ago. My parents were a variation on #3. A widow with two boys, my mother moved into a house down the block from another couple with two boys. They became friends and the woman invited my mother and boys along to visit her family on the farm nearby, where my mother met my dad. They visited several times. Nothing happened, Beth Carpenterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02447148196867821907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-81647014923858878092015-08-13T09:11:10.980-07:002015-08-13T09:11:10.980-07:00The hole in your heart has just broken my heart in...The hole in your heart has just broken my heart in two, Roz. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18318631025235180904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-79550147917417021122015-08-13T08:38:33.478-07:002015-08-13T08:38:33.478-07:00I'm #1! (I've always wanted to say that, ...I'm #1! (I've always wanted to say that, but it never applied before.) I was new in the secretarial pool at the L.A. Times and was sent to make copies on the 7th floor (1966 - so long ago that there was one copier in a 10-story building!) Ron shared his office with the copier. Even that primitive model (the copier, not Ron) had too many options, buttons, etc. and I must have looked asMuriel Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12065629068634892645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-90250835750088848512015-08-13T08:25:40.476-07:002015-08-13T08:25:40.476-07:00Oh, and I love reading everyone's stories!Oh, and I love reading everyone's stories!Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-89299504187008288342015-08-13T08:25:19.287-07:002015-08-13T08:25:19.287-07:00Not sure where I fit. I was dating a friend of his...Not sure where I fit. I was dating a friend of his, and when we met, Duane (my dh) didn't like me. We became friends, and he picked up the pieces when the other relationship didn't work out. When he went into the army, I couldn't imagine ever being happy with anyone, especially someone who was just a buddy. When he came home from Vietnam, I couldn't imagine ever being happy Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-45387265544301150732015-08-13T08:12:33.552-07:002015-08-13T08:12:33.552-07:00I'm number three, going on 14 years.I'm number three, going on 14 years.<br /><br />Pamela Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05834270662017246137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-41287177451271540842015-08-13T07:27:28.170-07:002015-08-13T07:27:28.170-07:00Loved your list. I too like to ask people how they...Loved your list. I too like to ask people how they met and they all fit in the categories you mentioned. I met my husband while we both participated in a play – “Of Thee I Sing” – at a church we attended. We started as good friends. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-41845325690428406502015-08-13T06:59:26.190-07:002015-08-13T06:59:26.190-07:00Oh, this is fun. A newspaper where I once lived us...Oh, this is fun. A newspaper where I once lived used to run "how we met" stories every week. Usually they were people who'd been married a long time and I loved to read those. My own dh and I met because I worked with one of his sisters. He was in the military and due home for his sister's wedding. The sisters talked me into going with them to pick him up at the airport because rozdennyfoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06506701706951201107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-88267811609273590262015-08-13T06:07:14.368-07:002015-08-13T06:07:14.368-07:00Love these stories. Does a keeping-company story f...Love these stories. Does a keeping-company story fit? I've been dating the same guy for 17 years, and before you ask why date someone so long without marrying, let me tell you I've been told I have the best of two worlds. We have great times together and I control the remote 90% of the time. lol. <br />Anyway, we met at the gym. He didn't ask for my phone number, but he looked me up Patricia Bradleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03382033674042021556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-85249163954165680342015-08-13T05:40:24.748-07:002015-08-13T05:40:24.748-07:00I also have to add that my husband HATES to dance....I also have to add that my husband HATES to dance. I have to get him sloshed before he'll dance with me now. He said it was the only thing he could think of to do to come talk to me, so he bit the bullet and asked me to dance. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14212962875627421803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-35611209072995554512015-08-13T05:38:31.108-07:002015-08-13T05:38:31.108-07:00I love watching couples and trying to figure out h...I love watching couples and trying to figure out how they met! I'm a 7 actually. My friends and I took a girlfriend to the bar for her birthday. We lived close to a military town and there were always tons of GI's at bars. I was just getting out of a bad relationship and wanted nothing to do with a guy at the time...especially a GI. He was there with one of his buddies, who fell in love Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14212962875627421803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-15179876868756160982015-08-13T04:57:21.543-07:002015-08-13T04:57:21.543-07:00What a great story!What a great story!Amie Denmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11013787086281546987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-4818350113317842022015-08-13T04:42:24.481-07:002015-08-13T04:42:24.481-07:00I love "how we met stories," Amie! My be...I love "how we met stories," Amie! My better half and I worked in the same office building for three years. He was one floor up. I took the stairs, and he the elevator, so we never met. His company moved out of the building. One evening, I was out with friends, listening to music at a club and he struck up a conversation. Turned out, he'd known my best friend since elementary schoolJill Weatherholthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12935341991222337363noreply@blogger.com