There was never a day in my life that I ever doubted that my father loved my mother. He was the same age as Aunt Marge and during his growing up years, only knew my mom as one of Marjorie Wilcox's little sisters. He met Donna at a dance. They loved to dance and Preston Idaho had a place that held dances every Wednesday and Saturday night. They had dance cards in which they would enter the dance, fill out the dance card with those people they were going to dance with and proceed to dance with those on the card. You usually danced with your date during the first song and the last song of the night and sometimes before and after intermission. It was just a great way to socialize. I don't know how long they dated, but one night after a dance, Lorenzo asked Donna if she would marry him. Mom told him she wouldn't answer that question unless he asked it in broad daylight. Well, he did.
Lorenzo's dad was worried because he wouldn't be able to help them much. It was at the beginning of the Great Depression and money was scarce. But Grandpa said that when a young man's heart was set on something it didn't matter. They were married in the Salt Lake City Temple on September 13, 1931. (Dad said he had to wait until after mom's birthday, August 31, so she was 18 when he married her.)
Great Grandma and Grandpa Mecham were not able to attend the temple. And Grandpa Wilcox had died when mom was a young girl, so Lorenzo, Donna, and her mother, Julia went together to the temple. Mom said it was rather funny, because after the wedding, her mother took her shopping for some clothes. Lorenzo had to follow them around while clothing and hats were bought. That was the beginning. Lorenzo and Donna spent the next 8 years in the mountains at a sheep camp.
2 comments:
Mom I really love this idea! Its nice to hear stories about Grandma and Grandpa! They never get old.
I think it's a terrific idea to use your blog to share memories and history for your children. You've found your blogging purpose. Good work!
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