Romance at the county fair
It is nice to keep in touch with you through the Brazil Times each week. Last week’s article was about a sad happening, the sudden death of Faye Terry.
I mentioned Paul’s appointment at the VA pain clinic was scheduled for last Friday. It has been moved to September 4. He will need to wait a few more days for relief.
Also, last week, August 17 was the anniversary of the day I met my sailor boy at the Vigo County Fair.
The brief meeting took place 63 years ago. I remember jotting down our mailing addresses and promising to write each other. He was with two other sailors,all dressed in white uniforms.
After good conversation and a fine panda bear tucked under arm, I caught up with my brother John Wayne and his favorite girl, June Webster and went home with them, a wise move.
I placed the address I wrote on a piece of Epworth Church stationary in my purse thinking I would never hear from that little sailor with the starched hat sitting on his eyebrows again.
Shortly thereafter, I came home from Smart Appearance Beauty School and found three nice letters from him.
I had been disappointed before and I wasn’t sure what the folks might think. They liked to pick their oldest daughter’s suitors.
I did not worry about that too long before I was using up the rest of that box of cards and sending replies to him.
That went on until November of the same year. He came home on emergency leave. His eldest brother a 21-yearold solder committed suicide.
We met again, had three daytime dates and decided to elope. We were married at the Vigo County Court House, on November 15,1957.
The blessings handed down to us on that snowy day were from us and us alone.
Some doubted our commitment to the vows — the union would not last. How wrong they were!
Throughout the worst of times and the best of times the marriage has endured. We are good.
We became parents of three children. Starla was our first was born, in 1959. Sadly we lost our baby boy in 1961. Lori Ann came into our lives in 1962.
Lori Ann Sartor Patrick lives in Littleton Colorado. She works for a law firm and is a gifted artist.
Starla Gail Sartor May our eldest can best tell you what she is doing these days in her own words.
“It’s official, as of tomorrow I will no longer be an Arizona resident. My husband and I decided to move back to Indiana. We sold our home in Scottsdale and bought a home in Carmel, IN. It closed today.
“I have been here over 14 years, my husband has live here 40 years. My career brought me to Arizona. I have had a great life here, but Arizona has never felt like home to me.
“My children, grandchildren and my parents have always been priority, being so far away is a challenge to my heart and spirit.
“It has moved so fast. Our home sold in two weeks. We visited 33 homes in two days. I knew the minute I walked into the right home for us. It is an overwhelming feeling to make such a huge change so quickly, but you just Know when it is the right time.
“I drove over and hour and a half each day to my office, with over 300 employees. I have been in the automotive industry 25 years. I am looking forward to possibilities of recreating my life.”
We are delighted as well as her three children, their spouses and the grandchildren.
It has been a happy time — a very good week for all concerned. God is good!
Reach me by phone at 317 - 286 - 7352 or drop me a line to 649 South Grant Street, Brownsburg, In., 46112.