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Post by sim on Apr 26, 2011 11:08:34 GMT -5
Interesting read...to drag up an old thread.
Always some cloud of real mystery about this one for me as I'm still not definite that where my parents say they met is where they met...but anyway.
Basically my mum apparently was (similarly to Helen) working in adminstration when my dad was working in the HK government....and also engaged to another lady who lived with him in Hong Kong.
Apparently he laid eyes on my mum, and was so blown away he thought he'd better ask her out before anyone else got there (according to my mum).
My dad just always says he 'just knew' whenever asked why he ended up with my mum.
I never knew there was an overlap even until recently (let alone that my dad's old fiance lived in my childhood home). I always thought they had been separate relationships...
He's been 110% faithful to my mum for the past 30+ years though, that I do know and can say with 200% certainty.
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Post by admin on Apr 26, 2011 11:30:06 GMT -5
My parents met in grad school - they were both students. They had to get married in a friend's back yard (Boston, 1950's). They also had to move out West because of racial issues. Funny town, Boston. When my friend started college at Harvard in 1980, she tried to split a cab from Logan to go to the college. She found a guy who was going there also but the cab drivers would not take them together as a couple - he was black, she was not. 1980!
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Post by pelle on Apr 26, 2011 14:17:23 GMT -5
^Wow, 1980?
My parents met at school as well, he was a grad student, she an undergrad. They were both foreign students. My mom is pretty shy, my dad isn't, so I think he probably took the initiative.
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Post by bamina on May 22, 2011 22:20:41 GMT -5
College (as many of you echoed). Dad was a student coming here to study in the late 1950's (from a family of academics), and mom was a German-American (they all pretty much married other Germans up until her).
I remember being a child during the Vietnam War, and getting a lot of undue attention over that (everyone assumed that you were an orphan or the child of a GI).
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Post by jefe on Jun 18, 2011 10:45:35 GMT -5
I was a child during the Vietnam war as well, but I lived near a military base (even my family had no connection at all to the military). Most of the Eurasians I saw were those with white military fathers. Really couldn't relate that much to them.
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