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WOW, R rgwanner . That story comes really, really close to reaffirming my belief that people can really care about each other. Thanks for sharing. Your folks must have been wonderful people and excellent parents.My father was staying at the YMCA. He was 20. My mother was working in the cafeteria. My father saw my mother and thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. My mother thought my father was the handsomest man she had ever seen. They were both shy but eventually ended up eating together and marrying. Neither one looked at anyone else for 73 years, when my father died at 93. Even just before he died, if you came into the room, she was likely to be sitting on his lap with her arm around him. She recently died also at 90 so now they are together again forever.