just when things started getting dull
mary was an art teacher with two kids when mark found her sitting on a bench next to the Vietnam memorial in dc. she was a pretty girl, mark thought, but with so much sadness seeping from her eyes. he asked her if she knew someone on the wall, to which she replied without looking up from her hands, "yes, my brother." she had inside her hands a rub kit that she couldn't quite bring herself to use. mark politely offered to do the honors of ingraining his name off the memorial for her keepsake. that's how mark met mary, that was july 1, 1985. the next day, mary went home to connecticut and mark went home to texas.
on july 4, 1985 mary got a phone call from mark at a local bar in her town. he had went home to texas, packed all his belongs in his car and drove to connecticut after her. they were married 3 years later and stayed married for 20 years. mary passed away in april 2006.
i met mark at a bar in bfenc. there are few times in life where you realize you are being inspired, this was one of them. after her death, mark has taken to travel the world to all the places where he and mary had gone. she kept a travel diary and in the past year after her death, he has been traveling to italy, germany and all over the usa. he felt compelled to go, perhaps as a way of remembering her, or perhaps as a means to pass the time. whatever it is, it's the most romantic and touching real life story i've ever heard.
i get so caught up, as i am sure everyone else does, with the nuances of daily life, money, job, and errands, that i can hardly remember the why's and who's that is behind all this. I am touched by mark's story, i think because above all else, it seemed so commonplace to him, as if there was no other choice but to pack up his life and follow her across half the country.
on july 4, 1985 mary got a phone call from mark at a local bar in her town. he had went home to texas, packed all his belongs in his car and drove to connecticut after her. they were married 3 years later and stayed married for 20 years. mary passed away in april 2006.
i met mark at a bar in bfenc. there are few times in life where you realize you are being inspired, this was one of them. after her death, mark has taken to travel the world to all the places where he and mary had gone. she kept a travel diary and in the past year after her death, he has been traveling to italy, germany and all over the usa. he felt compelled to go, perhaps as a way of remembering her, or perhaps as a means to pass the time. whatever it is, it's the most romantic and touching real life story i've ever heard.
i get so caught up, as i am sure everyone else does, with the nuances of daily life, money, job, and errands, that i can hardly remember the why's and who's that is behind all this. I am touched by mark's story, i think because above all else, it seemed so commonplace to him, as if there was no other choice but to pack up his life and follow her across half the country.