On my birthday I was at a dance. When intermission came my date said he was going for a beer with his buddies. I said go ahead. I sat down with a group of friends. The music started and the band played “The flying Dutchman” where 3 people dance together. So these two Norskes from Iola came and said which one of these girls shall we ask to dance? One said “the one in the red dress” So we danced and one of them asked me to dance. He asked me where I lived and made a date for the next dance. We married a year later and have been “going” together for 66 ½ years. What a wonderful birthday present he’s been. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Ruby & Robert of Weyauwega
WDUX Love Story
Our love story is like a box of Cracker Jacks – there is always a surprise missed in with the sweet.
It all began one fine 85⁰ July summer morning. The car was loaded up with all the paraphernalia needed to create the perfect day alone the shores of Lake Michigan—beach towels. a cooler filled with cold water and hearty sandwiches, sunscreen, potato chips, oranges and of course my beautiful girl.
I knew we were in trouble as I pulled into the normally empty parking lot of Koehler Park when even the overflow parking lot was completely filled and spilled a quarter of a mile down the road. Eventually we did find a spot. Well actually, I just created a parking spot on a strip of grass on which the seven cars behind me quickly joined us.
Streams of people flowed all around us each searching for the perfect spot on which to lay their beach towels. After serious searching for the most romantic spot we finally found one with a minimal amount of beachgoers about three quarters of a mile up the beach. We quickly set up and thankfully jumped into the freezing could Lake Michigan waves to cool off.
Just as we were setting up our neon butterfly kites in the sand two busloads of beachgoers decided to stake out the entire area surrounding us. We were like an island of two among the 150 tourists who had never experienced the waves of Lake Michigan before. It was complete pandemonium including Frisbees and free spirits leaping over us as we tried to catch the rays of the sun on our towels.
Although frustrated with the lack of privacy I knew the tourists would eventually go leave to catch some lunch. I inwardly groaned when the tour hosts pulled out boxed lunches for everyone two hours later. So much for romance.
“All right” I thought. I could not help but smile at my sweetheart as she make the best of things. And it was awesome to have the whole day together jus the two of us.
Finally, around 3:30 the tourists pulled out. But only to be quickly replaced by a huge family gathering celebrating a 50th anniversary. Again we were overcome by people running around and several family members setting up a picnic. Needless to say, the foxhole that the cute little grandsons spent two hours building right next to us ended up being 4 by 8 feet and 4 feet deep and much to be admired by the whole clan.
There was absolutely no privacy anywhere along the beach that day. I desperately grabbed my girlfriend’s hand and implored her to take a walk with me in the sand dunes. She smiled at me with gratitude as we traipsed over and around all the people.
I quickly dropped down on the sand feigning tiredness on the most secluded spot on the biggest sand hill I could find….and pulled out two boxes of Cracker Jacks. “You want to eat now?” my girl asked. “I thought you were looking for an escape.” “I was. Plus you know I am always hungry,” I said as I opened my box.
Grinning she opened hers too, looking for the prize. She screamed and threw up her hands as the diamond ring sparkled in the waning rays of the sun. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” she exclaimed just as the ring landed buried itself in the sand.
After much scrambling we finally did find the ring and believe me, it was no easy task. I was already beginning to wonder if my insurance would replace the ring by the time we finally found it.
Hand in Hand we dreamily walked back to the beach. I was shocked when my now fiancé ran up to the party to announce our engagement. We were enthusiastically congratulated by all.
But is was the perfect day. Great things come in surprising packages just like Cracker Jacks box. I love you, Cindy and thank you for being my wife of 25 years.
My Love Story
I was introduced to him in the parking lot of a bar in the summer of 1978. When he found out I lived right down the road from he worked – the Town Dump – he began calling me and asking me to bring him up a soda, ketchup for his burger, etc., just so he could talk to me. As the summer went on and I dated a few other guys, he followed me wherever I went on the weekends. At one point when he said he wanted to go out with me I told him “You’ll have to wait in line” – that didn’t even deter him. By the end of the summer I finally told him I would go with him for 1 weekend to a cabin with a group of mutual friends, but that it didn’t mean that we were dating. Three years later we were married.
We survived through 2 kids, multiple jobs that he worked at, and the purchase of a house that almost ended our marriage. In July of 2014 he was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. A trip to Cancer Treatment Center in Illinois every 3 weeks carried him through to Oct. 1 of 2015 when he passed away. Now he’s waiting for me again. Miss you Hap!!
Our love story
I met my husband, Patrick on February 13, 2000. I was 8.5 months pregnant with my son, yes you read that correctly. I met my husband through an online dating app, yes very scary and very risky. However, we met and fell in love. He was their the day my son was born. I called Patrick at work to tell him that I was in labor and on my way to the hospital (March 28, 2000). Patrick showed up at the hospital and paced the halls waiting to hear Braxton cry out. Patrick fed Braxton his first bottle and changed his first diaper. It was incredible. Patrick proposed to me on my first Mother’s Day. I was so happy. Fast forward 2 years and we welcomed our first daughter (12/19/02) who just turned 15 in December and then welcomed our second daughter (3/507) a few years later, she’ll be 11 in March. Patrick and I will be celebrating our 18th year together February 13th and a few days later we will be celebrating our 16th wedding anniversary on February 16th.
It has not been an easy road but when you love someone as much as we do, we just hit the ground running and never look back.
Valentines Story, short and sweet
Our very first date we went to the Waupaca Outside Drive In theater, and out of nowhere he gets a bloody nose and I had on a white shirt.
A memory neither one of us will ever forget, I guess from that moment on we were destined to be each other’s red valentine!!
Scott & Cheryl, Weyauwega
My story goes like this.
It was Christmas eve of 1976, by all means a normal Christmas at our house. So I called up my friend that lived a couple of miles away, and decided to go see what was going on at their home.
I was there for a couple hours and playing cribbage with my friends Mom, around 9pm, and that’s when SHE came in.
She was with a couple of her Friends and went into the next room. I had to cut my game short. I had to find out WHO that is. I swear it was love at first sight. She was wearing a black jump suit, With the most beautiful blonde hair I had ever seen.
I went into the next room and said I don’t believe I got your name. I honestly don’t think she gave her name to me. We talked for a while and I offered to give her a ride home, we drove around for a few hours. It was about 1:30 in the morning when we got to her home.
A light snow began falling, with large gentle flakes. We kissed in that snow. Since that night we now call that kinda of snow kissing snow. We kiss when we see this kind of snow.
We have come a long way since that night, with many ups and downs like most people have. But we are hopeful that we will be blessed with many more years together.
So that is my story, Thank You for taking the time to read it.
Valentine’s Day Contest
I have been with my Valentine since I was 17 years old. I can’t imagine my life without him. We have 3 wonderful children together and I remember how willing he was to get up in the middle of the night to help feed them when they were little and I was exhausted. At one point we had 3 kids under the age of 2 and he was working at least 60 hours a week and he would still help by picking them up every day after he was done working and making meals and play with them. As they got older and were involved in many sports, we would find a way to work together to get them to practices and games.
Even if we didn’t have kids, I can’t imagine life without him. All our kids are grown and moved out and we still enjoy spending our time together and I would be lost without him. We are certainly not perfect but he is my true love and I hope we will enjoy many more Valentine’s Days together!
One night, my friend and I gave a guy a ride home. As he walked to his door, I told her I was going to marry him. Of course, she chuckled. A few months later, he and I began dating. Almost nine years after that we married.
April 27th will be our 27th anniversary. I’ve had a very fun, loving and happy life with him. Always an adventure.
Sheila, New London
Back in college I had some friends playing around with the ouija board.
Things started getting weird and stuff went missing.
Meanwhile I met Steve at a party. He asked for my dorm room not my phone number (which was odd as I lived in a girls dorm).So things are coming to a head with this ouila board and the girls were having a big powwow at midnight.
I didn’t go. Not sure I was a believer even though some things couldn’t be explained. Like my keys being found 4 floors down when I stayed in studying…
Middle of the night there is a knock on the door and we expected Niki who would stop by after rushing the sorority and frat parties. The door swings open and it is Steve. I hadn’t seen him in a few weeks.
My roommate ran screaming down the hall and Steve was confused. I asked him what he was doing there (he lived clear arcross campus).
He said he got a ride home, then as he was putting his key in the door, thought “Im gonna go see Cam”
And he ran, not walked, ran the 8 miles back to campus and got signed in by some girl (who could have gotten in lots of trouble for it). I had to let him know what happened because of my roommate running away screaming. SO I confessed and told him almost everything, but at the end I said, Mary said its a guardian angel not the ouija board, And no kidding, right then (MTV was always on) Greg Almond come on signing “I’m mo angel”.
Now I was kind of freaking out. But in the middle of the night, I saw a video in a sleepy stupor that was a ouija board spinning around. I asked the girls at breakfast and no one has ever seen it.
After that he was everywhere I went. We both say it was a match made in heaven…or is it???