...mom and dad
My parents met at the tail end of World War II when dad was stationed at Fort Ord in California. My mother had left east Texas right after high school and gone to visit her aunt and uncle in CA. Typical of the times, their whirlwind romance brought them to the wedding altar within a few months of meeting.
They were both from very small towns--mom from Linden, Texas (pop. less than 2000), dad from Enterprise, Alabama (pop. about 5,000). Small rural towns, rural families--they said the marriage wouldn't last. War time, quickie courtships--as everyone knew--were destined to fail.
I guess mom and dad didn't get that memo. They were married 53 years when we lost mom in 1998. Today would be their 66th anniversary.