My maternal grandmother died a few years ago and at the time my mother was still a busy choir teacher. She’s since retired and has begun the task of going through her mother’s things. Two weeks ago, she found a box, full of treasures. You see, Grandma never threw much away. Okay, I think she threw nothing away. She was a hoarder (a neat and orderly hoarder, of course) — of treasured newspaper clippings, and photographs, and even when she passed, her mind was full of fun facts. What my mama found was a piece of history — a link to a simpler time. A time when decorum and etiquette were truly practiced; not the mouthy, disrespectful “gentleman” of today (though on some levels, I believe women have played a roll in the demise of etiquette as well).
She found the ORIGINAL letter that my Grandfather wrote, to my Grandmother, asking her on their first date. SCORE. I wouldn’t be here today if this letter had never been written.
They were married Decebmer 2, 1945, after he returned from the War.
Here is a photo of them in DC taken 1943.
My grandmother was quite the stylish lady, and grandpa looks a bit perturbed. The caption on the back of this image explains that his feet were hurting from his shoes.
As I looked over the letter, again and again, it made me long for simpler days, days when men acted like gentlemen, and women expected to be treated like ladies, because they acted like ladies. It brought to light reasons that country music from this era and subsequent decades actually told a story, and didn’t sound all the same — unlike the country music from today where cat calls, and descriptions of scantily clad women have become the norm. Society has become crass, uncouth, and less civilized.
I don’t know about you, but I love the idea of an Invitation to a Date. Here’s hoping you enjoyed this little look into some family history.