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It was the fall of 1967 and I was a student at Kent State University and my husband was a student at another university but came into town on the weekends to party. There was a lot of partying at KSU. I met him in a bar. He asked me to dance, I danced with him, then he asked me out for the next weekend and I said No. He said "Why not?’ And I told him "Because how do I know you will show up?: (I had been recently burned this way and was not going out with anyone I met in a bar.) He promised to show up at my dorm the next Friday, but he was late, and I put my PJ"s on and said “Never again”. However, he did show up, an hour late, with a perfectly legitimate excuse, and I got dressed again and we went out and had a good time. Then he showed up the next weekend, and the next, he just kept showing up on the weekends…and we will be married 41 years in July.