“Instead, I was introduced to my date who had already had a few drinks and was by far the loudest person in the place.”
I met my husband Tom in the summer of 1983. My best friend Stephanie had begged me to meet her new friend Jim. Jim had promised her a nice date if she would find a date for him. That was the first red flag ( why didn’t Steph like this Jim for herself?) My intuition told me the night would not be working out in my favor. But as her best friend, I reluctantly agreed to be her “wing man”on our double blind date. We decided to meet these two young men at our favorite spot in Rumson, “Hook Line and Sinker” ( now ” Undici”). I remember walking in and looking across the bar at two men. I could only hope it was the handsome, well-dressed man sitting there quietly.
Instead, I was introduced to my date who had already had a few drinks and was by far the loudest person in the place. He proceeded to try and impress me with his status around town, his successful career in the making and last but not least his crude humor. I had hoped Steph was having better luck with her date, but glancing over I could see no words were being spoken between them.
They were both looking in opposite directions. It was obvious they didn’t mesh too well and the evening ended very quickly. Stephanie complained about her “dud date” the whole way home ( I thought he was charming and adorable). Steph never heard from him again. About a month later, I received a call from Steph’s handsome mystery date. He asked whether I’d like to get together with him for a drink.
33 years, 4 kids and 2 dogs later I am writing the story of our lives together. Tom and I married on June 10, 1989. It was a beautiful, balmy day on the river in Fair Haven. We had a calypso style wedding, complete with a steel drum band. Our honeymoon was in the Cayman Islands. It was paradise with the exception that I had some of my trousseau stolen on the plane ride there. This included all of my shoes and some precious jewelry!!! We were too in love to let it ruin our honeymoon and I instantly became his “barefoot bride”!
My friend Steph has sadly passed away. I am eternally grateful for her suggesting I meet her friend Jim that evening!!