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Here is the Winner of June's Love Story of the Month!

Thanks Joe for submitting this great story. Each month I will be selecting a new Love Story which will be published. Please send to mtnelson@optonline.net Maureen Tara Nelson

Here is My Love Story
By Joe T.

Back in 1967 when I was 17 years old. I went to Island Trees High School. In my group of friends was Wally Gaynor - same age and same classes as me. One day we decided to cut seventh period, and we went to Wally’s house.  I had never been there and only knew Wally had two brothers.

We went upstairs, he showed me his new guitar, and I looked around.  In another bedroom I saw a baby in a crib.  I said, “who's the kid in the crib?”  Wally said, “my sister Joan."

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Now the years are passing, and it’s now 1994.  I'm now 44 years old and a musician in a popular band.  I had a lot of followers who were girls.  One of the girls lived 3 houses away from me and she and her girlfriend would go to our gigs and practices, and come over to my apartment every Thursday and Sunday.  We would hang out, go out, etc.

One Sunday they came over, one of the girls was on a reclining chair and the other was sitting on the couch.  The one on the couch was looking through her pocketbook and was reading some mail she had in it.  She then said out loud, “I don't believe it, I get so much mail at my sister’s house and I don't know why?"

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Then she said, “don’t they know, Joan Gaynor doesn’t live there?”

At that point I said, “what did you say? what's your last name?”  She said, “Gaynor.”

I said, “that's weird.”  She asked why.  I said, “because when I was in high school one of my best friends was named Wally Gaynor.”

She said, “that's my brother.”

I said, “you were the kid in the crib?”

She said yes - Joan was born in 1965.  I'm 15 years older than she is.

As it turns out, we started seeing each other as boyfriend and girlfriend for a few years.

I was afraid to let her tell her mother and father about how we felt about each other, because of our age difference, and that I was friends with her brother.  

In 1999, I went over to Joan’s parents house and we told them everything.  I asked them both if they would give me permission to marry their daughter!

Both Mr. and Mrs. Gaynor remembered me from the high school days and said yes to the marriage.  Then I told her brother Wally, my friend in high school.  As it turned it, he was very happy...

So we got married on 0ct. 5, 2002, and are happily married to this day.

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