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Mom and Dad’s Secret Wedding

August 30, 2014

Here is an excerpt from my first book, “From a Sharecropper’s Son to Tracking Missiles,” about Mom and Dad getting married secretly in 1931. This is the incident that intrigued my little sister so much that she began a series of Christian fiction books about a couple doing the same thing when they got married. She currently has four books published and the marriage is one of the few things that is based on a true incident. They books are based on Mom and Dad, but otherwise fiction. Here is the excerpt from my book:

Getting Married

Dad worked hard on the farm for Papa and did not complete high school; he had to help on the farm. He dropped out during the 10th grade. They went to church in the Corinth community where Mom and her family went also. Dad told me the year I married my wife that he knew he wanted to marry Mom the first time he saw her. They did not for a few years, but did begin dating.

Mom and Dad were dating and borrowed Granddad’s car to go to Stamford to a movie. Instead of seeing a movie, they were married. They came back to Anson that evening and kept it a secret because the high school had a rule that a person could not graduate if married. Dad continued to go home to the farm each night and Mom went to her home.

Granddad worked at the Post Office. A few days later, he saw the envelope containing their marriage license. He suspected what it was and asked them that evening. He and granny agreed to keep it a secret until after graduation, but allowed Dad to move in with them. They lived on the outskirts of town and no one would know that Dad was staying there at night. He was there part of every day, anyway.

A few weeks later, Mom graduated and Granny went to the superintendent and reminded him that he had made a statement about a married woman never graduating. She then told him about Mom and Dad. Too late, Mom was already graduated. Mom’s sister, Jo, in a story about Granny and Granddad wrote that Mom told the superintendent. Mom and Dad had told me the story and said it was Granny, which is more like something Granny would do than something Mom would do.

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