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Where or how did you meet your current significant human companion?


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During the summer of 1971, a 19 year old camp counselor read a novel in LaPorte, Minnesota. During the same summer, a 14 year old girl read the same book in LaPorte, Texas.

Turn the clocks ahead about 25 years. The camp counselor is now a professional soil scientist who had just received his first internet access ever from his employer. He was curious to use this new tool. He wondered if he could find a copy of that book he read 25 years earlier. Amazon.com was a place to look for books, so he went there. The book was out of print and used copies were not available from anyone.....bummer. But wait, someone had left a 5-star review of the old book with an e-mail address! The email address this person used was just some letters and numbers.

Well, I sent this person a message using my work email address inquiring whether the book might be for sale. The person informed me that the book was a gift from her father and was consequently not for sale. Shoot! I gave up on my search and life went on.

Turn the clocks ahead again. A few more years had passed. Y2K was approaching and I became interested in self-reliant living. I came upon an internet forum composed of people with the same interests. The forum was much like this one. The name I used at this forum was "Cabin Fever." A few months later a woman, using the name "Susan in Texas" joined the forum. The forum was recommended to her by a man named "Greenbeanman" who some of you may remember was the late "Windy in Kansas" at HT.

For many months, perhaps a year, all of us visiting this homesteading forum wrote questions and answers about gardening, livestock, home repairs, hunting, simple living and family life....just like we do (or used to do) here.

That's when I wrote a story, entitled "Mi Amor, Mi Corazon" and posted it for the forum to enjoy. Susan in Texas sent me a PM telling me how much she enjoyed the story. We corresponded back and forth for several weeks, me using my Cabin Fever e-mail address and she using her "Wind In Her Hair" e-mail address.

Then, on October 7, 1999, our miracle unfolded. That day I sent her an e-mail , but this time I used my work e-mail...rather than Yahoo mail. My work e-mail address contained my real name. Almost immediately, I received a response that went something like this:
Steven, you'd better be sitting down. (This was the first time she had not referred to me as Cabin Fever) Several years ago I received an e-mail from a man searching for a book that he had read many years ago. He told me about how he read it during the summer of 1971 when he was a camp counselor. Steven, that man is you! A while back I found a second copy of that book. I bought it. It has been sitting here on my bookshelf ever since then waiting for you. But alas, I had lost your name and your e-mail address....

The rest of our story, as they say, is history. We believe that our second meeting was truly a miracle. Consider this; there are millions, perhaps billions, of websites and webpages out there. What are the odds to have communicated with the same person at two totally different, totally unrelated websites especially when they've used different personas? I figured the odds once and we'd have better chances winning the Power Ball lottery!

One more thing....LaPorte, Minnesota and LaPorte, Texas....the locations where we both read the novel during the summer of 1971. LaPorte is the French word for "the portal"..... I believe that our destiny was linked in 1971 via this portal....

Miracles do happen!
 
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During the summer of 1971, a 19 year old camp counselor read a novel in LaPorte, Minnesota. During the same summer, a 14 year old girl read the same book in LaPorte, Texas.

Turn the clocks ahead about 25 years. The camp counselor is now a professional soil scientist who had just received his first internet access ever from his employer. He was curious to use this new tool. He wondered if he could find a copy of that book he read 25 years earlier. Amazon.com was a place to look for books, so he went there. The book was out of print and used copies were not available from anyone.....bummer. But wait, someone had left a 5-star review of the old book with an e-mail address! The email address this person used was just some letters and numbers.

Well, I sent this person a message using my work email address inquiring whether the book might be for sale. The person informed me that the book was a gift from her father and was consequently not for sale. Shoot! I gave up on my search and life went on.

Turn the clocks ahead again. A few more years had passed. Y2K was approaching and I became interested in self-reliant living. I came upon an internet forum composed of people with the same interests. The forum was much like this one. The name I used at this forum was "Cabin Fever." A few months later a woman, using the name "Susan in Texas" joined the forum. The forum was recommended to her by a man named "Greenbeanman" who some of you may remember was the late "Windy in Kansas" at HT.

For many months, perhaps a year, all of us visiting this homesteading forum wrote questions and answers about gardening, livestock, home repairs, hunting, simple living and family life....just like we do (or used to do) here.

That's when I wrote a story, entitled "Mi Amor, Mi Corazon" and posted it for the forum to enjoy. Susan in Texas sent me a PM telling me how much she enjoyed the story. We corresponded back and forth for several weeks, me using my Cabin Fever e-mail address and she using her "Wind In Her Hair" e-mail address.

Then, on October 7, 1999, our miracle unfolded. That day I sent her an e-mail , but this time I used my work e-mail...rather than Yahoo mail. My work e-mail address contained my real name. Almost immediately, I received a response that went something like this:
Steven, you'd better be sitting down. (This was the first time she had not referred to me as Cabin Fever) Several years ago I received an e-mail from a man searching for a book that he had read many years ago. He told me about how he read it during the summer of 1971 when he was a camp counselor. Steven, that man is you! A while back I found a second copy of that book. I bought it. It has been sitting here on my bookshelf ever since then waiting for you. But alas, I had lost your name and your e-mail address....

The rest of our story, as they say, is history. We believe that our second meeting was truly a miracle. Consider this; there are millions, perhaps billions, of websites and webpages out there. What are the odds to have communicated with the same person at two totally different, totally unrelated websites especially when they've used different personas? I figured the odds once and we'd have better chances winning the Power Ball lottery!

One more thing....LaPorte, Minnesota and LaPorte, Texas....the locations where we both read the novel during the summer of 1971. LaPorte is the French word for "the portal"..... I believe that our destiny was linked in 1971 via this portal....

Miracles do happen!
That's wild!! Definitely destined to be..
 
My wife and I met at a real estate class. She was 22, I was 48. I thought she was an articulate, intelligent person. She doesn't use contractions, it is "does not." A couple weeks later I was on my way to another of the series and saw her several long blocks away walking toward the seminar. (She worked about a mile away.) Class was about to start and she'd be late, so I turned around and offered her some candy, a puppy, ok, a ride. She remembered seeing me in class and we exchanged names on the short drive. I was smitten. After class, I offered her a ride home. We were both hungry and stopped for sushi and to delay parting. I learned she was in college and lived with 4 roomies in a big apt complex. Did I mention she is beautiful? We talked on the phone a couple of times and a few weeks later had our first "date," on Halloween. Had sushi again, went to a big Halloween street party. She gave me a hug when I dropped her off.

And here we are 22 years later.

She looked 16 until she was 35, you can't imagine the BS we got in the early days, even from family and friends. She's now mid 40's, 29 1/2, and still looks in her 20's. We had someone threaten to call CPS (child protection) on me. In my defense, when we met she was a Navy vet, had an AA degree and had just started college after the service. She had been around the world on a cruiser, speaks three languages, and lived in Spain. People used to ask what grade my "daughter" was in, now they just assume she's my nurse...

We've had a wonderful life. She is my best friend. Now her hair has streaks of grey (mostly not my fault) and she's still gorgeous. Even though she has promised to throw herself on my funeral pyre, I worry about her after I'm gone, and that's a big focus for us now, to ensure she's covered for the future.

I was her first love, she is my last.
 
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30 years ago i used to stop by the first brew pub in the USA for a pint of russian stout and some of their excellent pub food.
I was sitting at the small bar listening to a quantum physicist hold forth while talking to a woman on the other side of him.
We three traded some comments and when it was time to go I jotted my number on a slip of paper and gave it to the woman...Her comment was "I don't date"
Two weeks later the maintenance man at the duplex she was renting handed her a slip of paper with my phone number on it (that she had dropped) and told her this might be important...
It was a slow day so she gave me a call and we have been together ever since.
 
I was dispatched on a service call to fix a disk drive of a mainframe (pdp- 11/70) and greeted by the cutest system manager ever. She was impressed that I brought in an o-scope and fixed all of her disks without loosing any data. I was impressed that she could boot a mainframe from memory.

She agreed to a date where learned we both owned the Firefox books, Dungeon Masters Manual and all of the Tolkien books.

We dated for years before getting hitched.

She has been my best friend for 40 or so years.

Ben
 
Rule #1, never date anyone crazier than yourself.

Do as I say, not as I do.
There are people out there crazier than me????? OMG there really are zombies!

OMG (Again) I posted the above & then thought about it. There ARE people out there crazier than me. My ex remarried to one & he bought her a car AFTER they divorced!!!!! Knowing that kind of makes me want to never leave the house again.
 
In a computer room. He came down to fix my disk drive. Back when a 67 mb disk drive was the size of a washing machine. Then he arranged to come back for preventive maintenance. The night before his car àlarm went off and to recharge the battery he drove to the office and slept on the floor to make sure he wouldn't miss it
 
I was dispatched on a service call to fix a disk drive of a mainframe (pdp- 11/70) and greeted by the cutest system manager ever. She was impressed that I brought in an o-scope and fixed all of her disks without loosing any data. I was impressed that she could boot a mainframe from memory.

She agreed to a date where learned we both owned the Firefox books, Dungeon Masters Manual and all of the Tolkien books.

We dated for years before getting hitched.

She has been my best friend for 40 or so years.

Ben

In a computer room. He came down to fix my disk drive. Back when a 67 mb disk drive was the size of a washing machine. Then he arranged to come back for preventive maintenance. The night before his car àlarm went off and to recharge the battery he drove to the office and slept on the floor to make sure he wouldn't miss it
love birds...lived happily ever after !!
 
In a computer room. He came down to fix my disk drive. Back when a 67 mb disk drive was the size of a washing machine. Then he arranged to come back for preventive maintenance. The night before his car àlarm went off and to recharge the battery he drove to the office and slept on the floor to make sure he wouldn't miss it
Great to see you @ThePrincess !!
Congratulations on your retirement!! Wait, you retired, right? Anyway, hope you’re enjoying it!!!
 
I met a lovely lady in Baltimore at work. We became somewhat closer than friends and spent a lot of time together outside work. She was an avid dart player and taught me how to throw. Before long, I got hooked and really enjoyed playing.

Fast forward past her little indiscretion of getting knocked up by a former boyfriend to the time we split up and I moved back to Rochester from Baltimore... I still enjoyed throwing darts and located a nearby place where I could throw. It didn't take long before I became friends with a bunch of other people there. One of them would become my wife.

She also worked at the Sterling Renaissance Festival on summer weekends and she convinced me to join her. A couple years after we met, one blustery morning on the nearby chimney bluffs high above Lake Ontario, we got married - in our festival garb because we only had an hour or so before we had to go to work. It turned out to be a very nice day and friends and family spent the day at the Renn fair. That was 33 years ago.

Today, we neither throw darts nor participate in any Renn fair stuff. We mostly just chase grandchildren around stores because kids like to run.
 

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