I will honor those baptisms over the years and sacramental marriages that anchored families
Mary Beth and I had what we call a “whirlwind courtship.” I met her by chance in February (note to readers: I know today that it wasn’t “by chance”), saw her again in April and asked her to a movie (she said “no,” but I talked her into it), proposed to her in June (this time she didn’t say “no”), and wed her in October.
Mind you, during our seven-month courtship MB was still living at home with her parents in Duluth. I was living in Crosby-Ironton. Read more.