Wilbur and I
We met at the Mt. Vernon cannery in the summer of 1925.
After I came back to Seattle and started teaching at the
Business College, Wilbur moved to Seattle and lived with
his grandmother north of the city limits. In 1926 it was
He finally got a job at Dohrman Hotel Supply. Until he started
working he spent whole afternoons with Mother. He finally
had to move from his grandmother's for she worried about
him when he got home late.
He rented a room at 3914 Bagley, later owned by our friends
Lyle and Laura Hadley. I think his landlord's name was Boyce.
She would fix us a lunch when we spent Saturdays at the Beach.
Once I was invited there for the evening to play bridge,
which I had never played. One of them stood behind me and
told me what to do.
Because Dad was very much against my getting married so
young (I was 23!) Wilbur and I made plans without telling
them. They found out for Dr. Matthews phoned the house one
day to say he had to change the date.
Mother and Dad were disappointed I didn't want a big wedding.
I wore a pale green dress I had bought to wear on my vacation
in Missoula in June of that year. Frances Hastings and her
fiancé Howard Rosenquist were our attendants, and
my family were the only others there at the Manse on Harvard
Ave., Dr. Mark Matthew's home.
Dad sat with his head in his hands during the short ceremony.
Mother had refreshments - a wedding cake? I don't remember
After the wedding was over, Dad was resigned and really
liked Wilbur. Once before the wedding he called Wilbur "a
snake in the grass." How often we laughed about that.
We were visiting Viola and John on our 25th anniversary
and they forgot it! They went out that evening and left us
Our fiftieth anniversary in 1978 more than made up for that.
All the relatives celebrated with us on a Saturday in the
park at Edmonds.
On Sunday we had a formal celebration at the First Baptist
Church. Members of our pinochle group helped in the kitchen,
my grand-daughters and nieces served, grandsons took charge
of the guest book, and my two sisters-in-law cut the cake.
The next weekend was just about as great. Wilbur and I and
all of our grandchildren plus a friend or two, went camping.
We picked huckleberries and one morning we used an entire
box of pancake mix - a big one.
On that trip we nearly lost Cara and Margie. We drove from
Soleduc Hot Springs to a camp near Dungeness. We told the
girls we would meet them at the Safeway Store in Port Angeles.
What Wilbur and I didn't know was that there are two Safeway
stores there. We waited at one and they waited at another.
As I remember Jeanne and Sally went looking for them.
Wilbur and I were married fifty-three years.
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