For a long time, I was embarrassed to admit how I met my husband. I thought the method I used to find a mate sounded desperate. But after nearly 20 years of marriage, what does it matter? It’s time to fess up. Now I am only bemused that we’ve known each other since before the advent of online dating. Back then, we used a telephone dating service.
I’d been single for a while when my married friend introduced me to Telepersonals. I wasn’t seriously hoping to meet my soul mate through this service, but it was free for women (only men had to pay) so I figured, why not?
The first guy I went out with turned out to be a jerk who wouldn’t let me out of his car before I kissed him goodnight. I intended to be more cautious before trying again. Then John’s greeting message grabbed me. His voice stood out from the rest, with his smooth English accent. He said he liked classical music, travel and international cuisine. I thought he sounded sophisticated. I was intrigued.
We exchanged a few messages and arranged to meet for drinks. I took my friend with me for safety. When I saw him, I thought he was cute, with his neat dark hair and kind hazel eyes. But at first I wasn’t sure we had any chemistry. He seemed to have more in common with my friend, whose parents came from England. They reminisced about Polo mints and Flake bars while I sat back shyly.
After that first meeting, he called me right away and said he’d like to see me again. I decided to give him another chance. We met at an Elvis-themed restaurant for dessert—alone this time. That’s when the sparks flew. Talking to him was easy, and he was gentle and interesting. He showed me pictures of his family. He loved cats and 1950s and 60s music, just like me. I was smitten. And the rest is history! We’ll celebrate our 20th anniversary this August.
How did you meet your significant other, and how long have you been together?