I love everything about this photograph of Nana and Grandpa – that it’s black and white, that it’s such a candid moment, that Grandpa is wearing a suit and Nana a skirt – for a day at the park…but what I really, really love about this photo is that it was taken the day they met. How lucky is that? To capture the moments a relationship began.
I once spent an hour on the phone with Grandpa, shortly before I got married, while he told me all about their courtship and eventual wedding. I don’t remember all the details – just that the story was sweet and hilarious all at the same time.
J. is working some godawful shift and I probably won’t spend much of Valentine’s Day with him. Maybe I’ll call Grandpa and ask him his Valentine’s story again.