<p>Yes, we met in grad school, at Chapel Hill. We had apartments across from each other in Carrboro. One day she came knocking on my door to ask for a screwdriver to put on her license plates. I took one look at her and I insisted that I put then plates on, much to her feminist annoyance. We married three years later, which will be 30 years this September. </p>
<p>What with the different locations now, we’re dating again, each other that is. Both of us are on our best behavior. Kind of reinvigorates the marriage.</p>
<p>Met when I was an 18 year old college freshman, and he was a 17 year old HS senior, at his house (His Mom was my favorite English teacher and mentor.) I transfered eventually to the school he was going to. Going on 23 years now.</p>
<p>My husband and I went to different colleges but went to the same bar in Cambridge…If we’d met each other back then we never would’ve hit it off, but with some growing up its a different story!</p>
<p>yes, first at CC (never spoke to each other, just in the same English class), then two years later at a 4-year school, started dating the first day of class – now going on 24 years.</p>
<p>In the late 70’s I was waitlisted and subsequently rejected from my first-choice law school. I met my H (a fellow law student) at a party during my first weekend at law school (choice number 2), and we’ve been together (happily) ever since. So, I guess the rejection turned out to be the best thing that could have happened to me!</p>
<p>We were both at same university for grad/med school; at last minute, he was accepted off the wait list – so we almost didn’t meet! Husband’s next door neighbor in grad housing introduced us; she ended up marrying my neighbor in grad housing. They live nearby and we visit several times a year. H & I have been married 31 years.</p>
<p>I met the first one in a Shakespeare class.</p>
<p>Met the second one while TEACHING at a college.</p>
<p>Met the love of my life seventeen years ago far from college for either of us. We would have despised each other back then. He was a hyperconservative back then, and I was a flower child. My, how things change–and I’m so glad.</p>
<p>My wife and I did not meet in college, but my parents did. It was during the depression so, like many, they were attending college at night. They were married the year after Mackinaw’s parents, so are coming up on their 67th.</p>
<p>Looking back, it would not have been good for anyone if I had married anyone I knew at college. I was not ready to be married at any time near then (My wife will tell you that I still was not ready when she married me).</p>
<p>My parents met each other at high holiday services at Harvard 27 years ago. My dad was an MIT grad student and my mom was a sophomore at Harvard. As he put it, She was late (like always), and the only seat left was next to me." </p>
<p>Whew. A story like that is hard to live up to. She was 18 then. I am 17 now. alkjhat</p>
<p>I met H1 in college. He was my TA for a dreaded statistics class. I hated him at first, but I wound up having to go in for help because I needed a good grade for my law school apps. I warmed up to him fast, but we didn’t go out until after the final. It was the scandal of my sorority house!</p>
<p>I was working at Carnegie-Mellon University (staff, not faculty, but teaching one computer science class) and, since I was young, participated in some student-type activities like the outdoors club (caving, climbing, rafting, sailing, etc) and intramural sports (water polo). This really cute girl (NOT one of my students) showed up for one of the meetings of the outdoors club and came on a rock climbing trip with us. I was one of the climbing instructors, and she was in my group. I was on top of the cliff belaying her as she climbed up. When she got to the top, I was hooked. Even before our first date, I told my current (casual) girlfriend that I had found the woman I might marry and that maybe she should get her clothes out of my apartment. I almost had a plate of spaghetti dumped on my head that night. </p>
<p>But 26 years later that cute girl and I are still together. And we’re still doing all those outdoorsy things. Just Sunday, we went cross-country skiing into a backwoods area where - one year ago - we were charged by a very angry moose! Believe me, when an irate moose, about the size and weight of a freight train, is bearing down on you at full speed and the ground is shaking and your feet are stuck in ski bindings, all kinds of thoughts go through your head. Like, “This is REALLY going to hurt!” But we dove out of the way, literally with inches to spare, and escaped into the thick trees. Anyway, we returned to that spot Sunday, and found another moose there!!! But this time, he just ignored us. We took some photos and then quietly moved on. Not as exciting as a year ago, but I like it better this way.</p>
<p>Yep, We met first day of grad school. Actually we had spoken at an informational meeting for another school, so I recognized her that first day of school. It is very convenient because we attend reunions together. We will be going to our 25th reunion this May. :)</p>
<p>W1 yes. Met “the right one” a few years afterwards for both of us. We went to the same U but at different times, stuck around the area after graduation and met at work. Our first “date” was a beer-league bowling team match (we desperately needed a woman to qualify for the “mixed” league; I begged, she came, the rest was inevitable. But she was a terrible bowler.) 23 years in March.</p>
<p>Sokkerdad and I were living in the same apartment building when we met. When we met, he was a senior in college and I was working and taking some graduate classes. He was a 70’s free spirited type who took some time off after high school ( before college) and left to travel around the country with $200 in his pocket. Even though we were the same age, he started college five years later than I did.
The apartment we were living in was actually an old barn that had been converted in to four cheap one bedroom apartments designed for students. I was living in the downstairs apartment and he was in one of the upstairs units. What I didn’t know is that my apartment controlled the heat for the entire building. I went on vacation and turned the heat down really low in order to conserve energy. When I got back, he came to my door and asked very politely if I could please turn the heat on. He had called the landlord complaining about the cold and was told that it was my fault!</p>
<p>Here we are now - 22 years of marriage and two sokkerkids later.</p>
<p>Yes - we met the first week of freshman year. At that time our college had a tradition of inviting all freshman in small groups the meet with the President. We would chat for awhile and he handed everyone their certificate of matriculation. Hubby and I were in the same group. We tell our kids we matriculated together in the President’s office! We started dating sophmore year and married the summer after graduation, almost 27 years ago.</p>
<p>I also have to comment on going abroad. My middle one announced at the dinner table during break that he was going to spend a junior semester abroad. His brothers cracked up and told him that he would make a singularly unattractive female!</p>
<p>I just have to mention, Shennie, that the joke could get you in trouble at my sons’ prep school. Apparently, transgender is becoming a big issue there, and cracks like that are not allowed.</p>
<p>Holy Cow! We’ve all been married for a zillion years! Big change from my current real life social scene where we are routinely the only ‘first’ marrieds at the dinner party! Mid-life crisis, me-me-me type folks must be on a DIFFERENT chat board?</p>
<p>Marite…See post #4 for abroad inference. </p>
<p>I first met DH when I was 22, moved into a storefront apartment in the East Village when we were 24, married when we were 26. Honeymooned on our way to our first overseas posting.</p>
<p>My parents did not meet at college. My mother went to an all girls college. My H’s folks fell in love when they were 14 and married the day she graduated from high school. They have the love poems they wrote for each ohter when they were 16 framed for all the world to read. They were dirt poor and he joined the marines for lack of a better opportunity. Afterwards, he went to night school on the GI bill. </p>
<p>He had to study in the car because they had three kids under the age of 5 living in a one bedroom apartment. The baby selpt in the dresser drawer.</p>
<p>During the day, he loaded boxcars for a Fortune 500 company for $1.50 per hour. He graduated second in his class ( a gilr beat him) and rose through the ranks of that smae company to Executive VP of Marketing for entire company–about the number 10 position.</p>
<p>But the best marriage story I know is one my clients told me.</p>
<p>He was a Taiwanese student doing a ESL summer course at a Top 20 university. She was a Thai student doing the very same course. He thought she was beautiful and asked her out. She said she had to ask her sister for permission.</p>
<p>The sister said, “No. She cannot date. She can only marry.”</p>
<p>My Taiwanese friend said “Okay. I guess I will marry her.” </p>
<p>They married ten days later and have been very happy and prosperous (have to be prosperous to afford an architect :p) for 20 years.</p>
<p>He knocked on my front door, with a jar of pears his mother had home-canned, and said his sister told him we might put him up while he looked for a place to live. I was just finishing grad school and sharing a house with a woman who had been his sister’s best friend in high school. He was just starting grad school. Boy, I thought he was a hick! I think my main motivation in going out with him might have been to thumb my nose at my mother, who was forever telling me that I had to join groups to meet guys, because they would never just come knocking at my door.</p>
<p>We’ll have been married 31 great years next month. I ran into my old college boy friend not so long ago and discovered he’s been married and divorced three times, and is living with a woman twenty something years younger. What a lucky escape!</p>