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I told my future wife when I first saw her: Damn!! You got a fat a$$ for a white girl!! Then she said to me: Do you want a piece of it? She bursted out laughing because it caught me by surprise.
We were introduced and I said, "Are you a Sagittarius?" and he said "YES! How could you possibly know that?" I was late for dinner so I said "Gotta go - but here's my number. Call me sometime and I will tell you how I knew."
He called. That night. The rest is, well, history, LOL.
He was repairing an old well by my house. I was riding my bike. I watched a while and said, "I bet you can make money with a rig like that". He said, "no, there is no money in repairing". Said he could not afford a drill rig. We were at the bank in a week. He is a good driller, just did not know how to get money. I did.
We were introduced and I said, "Are you a Sagittarius?" and he said "YES! How could you possibly know that?" I was late for dinner so I said "Gotta go - but here's my number. Call me sometime and I will tell you how I knew."
He called. That night. The rest is, well, history, LOL.
"There seems to be an epidemic of broken arms around here."
Hers was in a cast, and she was about the third person I saw in two days with an arm in a cast. She told me all about how she had fallen in the jungle in Honduras, and had to walk (with friends) about two hours in the dark through the jungle with a dislocated elbow to get to a doctor. Then she told me that she was picking up her daughters at school one night, and her car caught on fire, and she jumped out and her blazing car rolled downhill right through a pep rally. I figured here was a girl who needed someone to take care of her.
I stopped after work one night at the local watering hole to have a beer and there was a new, pretty, little barmaid working.
She said "What can I get ya?"
I said "Budweiser please."
That was in November of 1979.
Three years later we were married.
Still are.
It was on the phone. It was a little rough understanding each other but it was something like:
Ring-Ring, Hanna, Hi...is this Hanna?, Hi...yes this is Hanna...is this Rance?
And the rest is history.
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