1945 – hustle and bustle were everywhere – men returning from war, women leaving war-time jobs to become housewives. Everyone was looking for the new American dream.
Dad moved back to Minnesota and met my mother in on the steps of a bus; the seats were all taken. Dad promised mother if she married him “she would always have her own washer and dryer”– likely a big selling point in the 1940s!
The Little White Lie
He also told her the two scars on either side of his neck were war-wounds from a bayonet that pierced his neck. (They were actually a result of neck drainage tubes from a childhood disease.) Imagine his embarrassment when he had to confess the truth to his future in-laws.
They were married by my grandfather, a minister, in Iowa in 1947.
Over the year my parents bought two different suburban homes, had four daughters, one dog and several station wagons. Dad was fiercely independent, physically strong and making his way in life.