It Only Took One Coin in the Fountain
March 13, 2015
It Only Took One Coin in the Fountain


When I went away to college, I went unattached. It was a good thing. One friend introduced me to a big, strong, smiley football player. He and I became very good friends, meeting at the library to study, but also just talking. This friendship went on for two years, but I started to feel more than friendship. 

I went on a May seminar to Europe, and at the Fountain of Trevi in Rome, I tossed in a coin with the wish Mr. Football Player might ask me out for a date when we got back to school in the fall. During that summer, I received a "letter" from him. He had bought a balloon at the beach, written a letter on it, deflated it, and put it into an envelope addressed to me. It was just a cute, friendly note, JUST LIKE HIM. 

When I received the envelope, I asked my mom, "If I should marry a preacher's son, would his dad be in our ceremony?" My mom asked why I was asking, and I just said that this guy who sent the balloon letter was a preacher's son. Well, Dr. Laura, that all happened in the summer of 1969. That fall, Paul DID ask me for a date. In September of 1970, he asked me to marry him, and on June 12, 1971, we were married. We Still Are! 

So how did I know? All kinds of things, I guess. Two years of friendship really built a strong foundation to our relationship. But that spontaneous, sweet letter written on a balloon TOTALLY SEALED the deal!  

Lynn 



Posted by Staff at 10:58 AM