<p>We were at the same school but never met- met years later, been married for 23 years. If we met in college it would never have lasted, neither of us was ready then.</p>
<p>Mackinaw: I know it’s not PC, but is that “studying abroad?”</p>
<p>negative…</p>
<p>fredo, that’s exactly what it was.</p>
<p>Met the first one in college; got divorced two years later. My H met his first wife in college; got divorced two years later. We met a few years after that (I worked for him, another and different cliche) and it’s stuck for 21 years now.</p>
<p>One sister met her husband at freshman registration (at Harvard); they’ve been together for 36 years now. Another sister met her husband when she was homecoming queen at Penn State (back in the early 50’s); they’ll celebrate 50 years this summer. And my brother met his wife when they were both at UKansas in the early 50’s; I guess they hit 52 years this year.</p>
<p>My mother met her first husband at college (my father met his first wife at college); they met each other when my mother worked with (not for) my father.</p>
<p>I read recently that many people who look up old boyfriends and college friends years later have successful relationships the second time around…</p>
<p>Yep, met in college. H studied me while I tried to make sense of the English-language textbook, with the result that he got the only B in his career. Married nearly 34 years.</p>
<p>I might add that my parents met in high school, got married in 1937 after my dad graduated from college (my mom didn’t go to college) and are still married – 67 years!</p>
<p>Wow…all those sweet stories! My parents met in college as well, then my dad met my stepmom in graduate school…</p>
<p>Fredo, I missed a chance to clarify something. My wife had been abroad before I met her (year in Provence).</p>
<p>In college but after college. To wit, at a writing workshop at UCLA Extension years after we both had our undergrad degrees. 23 years this April.</p>
<p>“I read recently that many people who look up old boyfriends and college friends years later have successful relationships the second time around…”
I hope not. My husband recently had his zillionth highschool reunion and was contacted by an old (now she’s old like us) girlfriend. She’s said she’s now a sex therapist. He says from his experience she has absolutely no qualifications for the job.</p>
<p>My husband and I met 35 years ago in a San Francisco dive. Unfortunately, he was dating an acquaintance of mine at the time, but we smoothed that over in time. He followed me home and never left. Marriage was a few years done the road. It’s been a long strange trip but a lot of fun.</p>
<p>Hee hee, as soon as I saw this topic I knew Susan’s laundry story would be there. I met H after 3 weeks at school; I was a 17 year old freshman, he was 19. We met at a mixer-- do colleges still have mixers? We waited to marry until I graduated. I was 21, he was 23 and had just finished his third year of medical school. This year will be our 31st anniversary.</p>
<p>It’s scary to think I met my H when I was 17. My youngest kid will be 18 next month! (Triple whammy-- his 18th birthday is Chinese New Year, Ash Wednesday, and Rosh Chodesh)</p>
<p>Is the query about “studying abroad” the result of a misplaced space? I could not figure out what provoked it. It reminded me irresistibly of the line: “That’s no lady, that’s my missus.”</p>
<p>Well . . . I met the boy referred to in our family as Fiance Number 1 when we were 18–we dated all through college, got engaged when we were 21 and --whew~–I broke up with him 1 month later.</p>
<p>At 23, there must have been a sunspot or something–acquired Fiance Number 2 after dating him for 6 weeks–broke up 1 month later.</p>
<p>Was apparently so traumatized by my bad decisions that it was another 7 years before I actually met the RIGHT one–we’re headed for our 23rd anniversary. Some of us may have book smarts, but are social late bloomers. I use this for a cautionary tale for my kids. It probably won’t work–although S just turned 20 and YAY! no engagements so far.</p>
<p>Great post, Momrath. Wow–a lot of long-running marriages on this thread.</p>
<p>My husband I met in the dining hall after I transfered to his college in junior year. Not exactly love at first sight: He’d heard that one of my roommates couldn’t stand me, and his opening words were meant to be sympathetic but came out totally wrong: “Oh, you must be that transfer that so-and-so is saying nasty things about…” (well, something like that). The next time we met–also in a dining hall–we spent two hours arguing over politics. </p>
<p>We just had our 25th anniversary.</p>
<p>Am very grateful I didn’t marry college boyfriend. Very.</p>
<p>Met husband in a bar on a Friday night after midnight when he asked me to dance. Yes, it’s a very good marriage. No, we’re not alcoholics.</p>
<p>I met my husband while working on my Master’s. He was working on his Ph.D. and had a teaching assistantship - teaching a course that I happened to take! We didn’t start dating until after the course was over. After we both finished our degrees we moved back to his side of the country (NJ) - I’m from Wyoming where we met.</p>
<p>Nope … I met my almost wife as an undergrad … it was a long-term relationship that distance eventually killed.</p>
<p>While I did not go to school with my wife … we met because of connections at the same grad school that we both attended but at different times.</p>
<p>In my opinion college is one of the prime times in our life to meet a lot of people with fairly similar interests … which leads to a lot of great life-time friends and also mates.</p>
<p>I was a sophisticated sophomore, he was a punk freshman in calculus. His father taught at the college we attended, so he had grown up in this small town, and had started school with a bunch of his high school buddies. I thought he was obnoxious, sitting in the back surrounded by his cronies, he thought I was rich and stuck-up (imagine that?!) It will be 24 wonderful years this summer, I wonder what we will do to celebrate next summer.</p>
<p>I met my husband at college. He was one year ahead of me. We got married one year after I graduated, I was 22 and he was 24. We have been married for 26 years. My sister also met her husband when she was a freshman in college and he was a junior.</p>