Dean & Dianna - The Beginning

My friend, Emily, has asked those who blog with her to write out stories on how we met our husbands.... so here goes....

The story starts in 1981, yes, I am THAT old! I was attending a Church Young Adult dance in Glendale with my girlfriend, Carolyn, and my 2 sisters, Nora and Wendi. I had graduated from high school just 4 weeks earlier but with a late birthday, was not 18 yet, so I was not 'technically' legal to be at the dance - shhhh! don't tell!

Very early into the dance a good looking guy came up to me and said "Hi" - like we knew each other or something. The weird thing was, I kinda knew him, too. But neither of us could figure out where we knew each other from. We danced alot together and had an immediate liking to each other and stayed together most of the evening, still trying to solve the mystery of why we both felt we had known each other. We never could figure it out and came to the conclusion that it must've been just a weird coincidence or something. After a very sweet but very sensual kiss goodnight, (nobody tell my kids that I kissed on the first date!!) we parted with Dean having taken my phone number. (btw- I lived in Newhall and Dean lived in Simi Valley, about a 45 minute drive without a fwy that connected the two at the time.) When I got in the car with Carolyn and my sisters, Wendi asked, "Wasn't that the guy with the red truck from the last dance?" I still wasn't exactly sure where she was going with this, but yelled out the window, "Hey, do you have a red truck?" before we drove away. He answered, "Yes!" as we drove away. As Carolyn started driving us home, Wendi reminded me of the happenings of the dance just a few weeks back.....

.... At the Plummer Bldg. dance (yes, I went to THAT dance illegally as well), I attended with a boy named Richard. I didn't know him extremely well but considered myself lucky to be out with him and gave my attention to him for the evening. So most of this story was vague to me, but my sisters quickly reminded me of the facts from the evening. AFTER the dance, my 2 sisters and I were getting into our cars to go home, I with Richard and my sisters drove with Carolyn, I think, when 2 boys from the dance, one in a black truck and one in a red truck, who didn't even know my sisters asked if they wanted to go to Bob's Big Boy with them. (Okay - this is another place for a disclaimer... our kids should never know that we were so easily able to get into strangers' trucks.) Free Meal!! SURE! One of my sisters, I'm not sure which went where, got into the black truck with Alan and the other climbed into the red truck with yes... DEAN! We all drove to Bob's and sat at one of those great circular corner booths. But my sisters traded guys. Whoever was with the guy in the black truck was now sitting with the guy with the red truck and vice versa. I have to shamefully admit, I was so into Richard, I really didn't notice much about the other 2 boys and certainly didn't look twice at Dean. I DO remember though just one detail about the evening at Bob's and that is when Dean was looking at his menu and asked the waitress (beehive hairdo and all), "Can I have anything on the menu?" She looked at him strangely and said yes.... and this boy with one of my sisters proceeded to ask (with a silly smirk), "Then can you stand on my menu?" Yep, he was corny back then, too!!!

The night ended without incident and we all drove to our respective cities and homes having had a fun filled evening. So - now - jump ahead 2 weeks to the Glendale dance - Dean WAS the guy in the red truck - THAT's how we had seen each other - NEITHER of us had made much of an impact on each other 2 weeks previously but that night, we had connected. Dean came to Newhall that very first week to attend a fireside with me and it all started from there.... But here's the clencher to the story....

MY HUSBAND HAS DATED BOTH OF MY SISTERS!

How weird is that!