Sunday, March, 1954

To get back to 1954...Sunday morning, Irvin and I went to Church, sit, holding hands..now probably if you had asked either one of us, what our preacher's sermon was, we could not tell you..After the church service, Irvin drove to the ferry that crosses over to San Jacinto Monument..as we were eating at the San Jacinto Inn...now this was a very nice seafood  place, and even at that time, very pricey...well, I was really not hungry at all, and having a bit of a stomach problem, Not a good sign...it seems to me, that the waiter brought out so many plates of various foods, and then the Fish...It would have been a perfect meal, except, I just couldn't eat but a very few bites of it, due to feeling just kind of like I was going to be sick...Now , I just wanted this meal to be OVER and us on our way, to look around the Monument, and just walk around, and talk...I did manage to eat a bowl or Orange Sherbert, and thought "O.K., now maybe , since I nibbled at the main course, this will kind of make up for that, and thought, I think I feel better", now that thought was very misleading...we left, and proceded to drive over to the monument, talking, laughing, and enjoying the sunny day..was cold , but sunny..WHEN, the most terrible thing that I ever imagined in my life, happened...yes, I upchucked..OH GOD!...I just wanted to just curl up and die right there!.. it all happened so fast, that I didn't have time to prepare for it....Now, Irvin had washed and cleaned his car, (his pride and joy), and that car truly sparkled, and you could see yourself , like you were looking at a mirror, that is how shiney it was!.. I am sure he was "shocked" to say the least, or thought , what have I got myself into here?,...well, he was the sweetest, kindest man , pulling over , handing me his hanky, and I was almost in tears, really a MESS!...I did the best I could to hold myself together, and not look so much like a "loser" as we started home, across the ferry..and when we finally got home..I thought all the way home, that I just knew, he would quickly let me out, and just say, "See you Later", and that would be that, probably never to see him again...NO, we drove into the drive way, and he got out, came to my side , opened my door, and caught my hand, and we went in my house...My Mother was beyond horrified, seeing my dress)one of my favorites, a two piece outfit, that I still remember ..well, after telling her what happened, ...I ran to my room, to get changed..Mother made coffee, and Daddy asked Irvin to sit down at the table in our small dining room, and they were all talking, drinking coffee when I finally came into the room...as I didn't drink coffee at that time, I grabbed a coke, and sit down, thinking , well, he is still here, but was sure, he was just being polite, and would leave after his coffee...Mother gave me some pretty hard looks, like i had done this terrible thing on purpose, or at least that was what I was thinking, that she was thinking...which , later she said no, she was just like I was, thinking the worst...after Coffee, Mother, and Daddy said they were going to watch the news in the living room., and we followed them into the room, sit down on the couch, Daddy in his recliner, and Mother in her chair...after a while of watching the news, which was all about politics, i thought about my record player(which I loved to play, when I would get home from work, and a lot of the records, I had wrote to Irvin about and we both liked the same music, althought he leaned toward County Western, and I liked the popular, as it was called then...he listened to popular, but prefered Country Western...I asked him , if he would like to listen to some music, and he seemed relived that we wouldn't have to sit and watch the news any longer...I think Mother and Daddy got the message, and Daddy said he thought he would just turn in early, as he had to go to work each morn. at 5:00, and Mother said she was tired, and thought she would too, for us to just enjoy our music, and Goodnight....well, we got my record player, and put it on the floor, with records all around, and we sit on the floor, and talked and listened to the records for hours...and what I thought was"The end of the World", turned out to be a Wonderful day after all..