I met my husband when I was 18. I was working as a salad person in a seafood restaurant. ALL of my friends except for one went to college that year. Our first date was New Years Eve of 1978. We dated seriously but by March I was feeling very regretful about not going to college. I quit community college right around when I met Glen. As it would have it, a very good friend made an appointment with the dean where she was going to school. It was Bloomsburg State----31/2 hours away.....I got in---I decided to start that summer semester. Glen and I kept our relationship for a couple of years. One time when my friend and I were home from college she suggested we go into this very high-end gift and china store. We were kidding around of what kind of dishes and glassware we would have. When Glen asked what I did that day I told him and told him I fell in love with these dishes called Blue Canton by Mottehedeh. I took a postcard and showed him the picture. I was collecting post cards even then so I kept the postcard.
My third year at college I was at a crossroad. I didn't get into the school of business to be an Accounting Major, but had taken a lot of Accounting classes. I was hired to be a Resident Advisor. They started a new class called Psychology of Adjustment. A great class, but it made me very head strong. By November of that year I decided Glen and I weren't really going anywhere. I was saying no to a lot of invitations to formal dances. I really was surprised I was getting asked out by other guys. The ratio was seven girls to one guy. Since, I met Glen while I was so young I decided in order for me to make any plans for the rest of my life I really needed to be a free bird.....you know let them go if they come back they are yours.....if they don't they never were.
That Christmas my parents were down in Florida and they bought me a ticket to spend the holiday with them. I needed a ride to the airport.......who did I ask???? Glen, of course, but he was late and it made me mad at him and flustered when I went to tell them where my luggage was going I told them the wrong airport.....I literally had to run to the gate to get on my plane....awkward moment do I kiss him???? I do......he hands me an envelope and I get even madder----I didn't have time from classes to leaving to get him anything......I was like no---you took me to the airport and I didn't get you anything. He said take it and don't open it until Christmas.
When I open it that morning I am stunned......My mom is like what is it... what is it????I tell her it is a gift certificate for the 5 pc place setting of the dishes I told Glen I liked three years ago. I look at her do you know what that means????? She says yes.......I try to reach Glen all day long.....back then on Christmas I heard all circuits are busy until 7pm that evening. By the time I reach Glen he sounds horrible, defeated and mad that I didn't call him right away....I try to explain and the phone call is a disaster......I feel this really is not meant to be......life goes on we hit some more bumps and I go back to school not feeling good about Glen at all. I hate the fact I know he wants to have a future with me, but we still end up fighting anytime we speak......I am miserable.......things start to turn around....I refused to go home for a while because my parents are in Florida. We started talking on the phone again and decided to see each other again at Easter.....we get pre-engaged......I decide not to go back to school.......That August we get engaged and a year later we are married. How could I not marry Glen? Who else would ever remember a china dish pattern I told about years before????? He is still as thoughtful today as he was then! Oh yeah, and see the little sign that says my china pattern. That would be the same one that was there when the whole story started. I ended up working for the store it was all bought in. I worked there for 9 years and it had been there for 35 years. I asked if I could have the sign when the store closed and they said yes. I call it the little sign of my future!