Not too long ago in a small town called Kingsport, Tennessee, a public speaker had finished a motivational seminar.
Afterwards, a woman approached him and said, “Would you like to see a picture of her?”
Slightly confused, he replied, “A picture of whom?”
“A picture of your wife,” the woman returned.
Now this man was pretty sure he had never been married before, but he decided to follow along with the woman to see where she is going. So he curiously said, “Sure.”
With complete sincerity, the woman reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her daughter and said, “Would you like to meet her?”
This somewhat shy man was thousands of miles from home and had been approached by a total stranger to be set up on a date with her daughter. He did not wish to offend the woman so he responded with what he thought would relieve him of the awkward situation without risking offense to her, “She’s very lovely…I’m sure anyone would want to meet her.” He was very proud of his answer.
But the determined mother continued her quest immediately. “Okay, well when you get back to your hotel room, you call me and I’ll set you up.”
Oh, good grief, what have I gotten myself into, the man silently thought to himself. The woman gave him her phone number and departed. The man returned to his hotel room late that night and briefly thought about calling, but quickly decided against it. He awoke the next morning and fled the city; he drove 30 miles to his next speaking location and figured this whole ordeal was over. He thought wrong.
About 15 minutes into his seminar the woman from the night before appeared at the back of the room with her husband. They made their way up the center aisle and sat down on the front row.
The man began to sweat. The woman had been calling all night to find out where this man had gone and when she found out, she packed the family in the car and drove the 30 miles to see him. When I say family, I don’t just mean her and her husband. About 10 minutes after they sat down, the daughter appeared at the back of the room and the man’s brain stalled. He stammered his way through the balance of his seminar.
Afterwards, introductions were made. You won’t believe the first thing this girl said to him. She greeted him in a beautiful Southern Accent, “Hi. So when are we all gettin’ married?” And the man’s thinking, Whatever is wrong with this woman, the daughter seems to have it to.
The parents left…without the daughter. Now the particulars of what happened next are not important. Let’s suffice it to say that the two had a lovely time and we’ll skip ahead a few months. The woman was called on the phone and asked to travel the couple thousand miles to visit the man at his home. Apparently, she didn’t understand the word “visit” because she packed all her things, quit her job, and told everyone goodbye. After her travel, she arrived in Salt Lake City, Utah. Ten days later she married the man.
But the most important part of this story is what happened to the couple a year later: I was born. And that, my friends, is the story of how my parents met.