God the Matchmaker or How I Met My Husband 2
Musings about my faith
Please note: This is my corner where I talk about my faith and things related. If you're not a person of faith, time to click to another web page. I'm pretty much a straight talker. These are some of my faith-stories I'm writing down as seen through the eyes of someone who loves Jesus Christ.
I fail Him every day, but I still endeavor to see everything with His eyes and His heart.
JC had me from hello.
He sat next to me in this huge area of Eisenhower Hall where cadet Cows (Juniors) and Yearlings (sophomores) met socially on Friday nights. In those days remember (1975) - there were no women at West Point yet. So here I was, sitting at a table with two cadets - JC pulled up a chair as well, and before I knew it, the table was full of guys.
There is another long story that is attached to this evening - but let me sum it up by saying that I shared my table full of guys with one of my gorgeous girlfriends from back at the dorm. It was God SO working in that situation because of all the girlfriends I could have called, I called Maureen. Maureen arrived much to the awe and delight of the entire hall. She was a tall, slender, doe eyed straight haired, brunette with eyelashes you could braid they were so thick. She dressed impeccably coming from a family with money and boy did she look it. Her shoulder length hair easily swung around her shoulders as she entered the room looking for me. Cadets were tripping over themselves to get her attention. One guy - Jeff - pulled out a chair for her at our table and she sat in it, right next to him. That night they locked eyes and a few months later, they were engaged and when Jeff graduated, they married. Now how does that song go? Matchmaker, matchmaker make me a match...I feel I can take a little responsibility for their marriage (they're still together today). Out of all the girls in that dorm - I chose Maureen. It was simply meant to be!
Maureen couldn't have all the guys - so I got what was left -- and I found it fascinating and very flattering that even though Maureen entered the room, JC still paid attention to me. So I had the rapt attention of Chris, Karl and JC - and JC had all of mine. To say that JC made me laugh would be such an understatement! He made me laugh so hard, for so long that my sides and cheeks hurt. I even found myself giggling which I never did. JC - the Tyrone Powers look-alike - captivated me from that very first night. I was there with Chris, so I paid the proper amount of attention to him, but it was hard to tear my eyes away from JC. He wasn't quite as gorgeous as Tyrone Powers, but he had the same charisma and of this - there was no doubt. I was loathe to leave when the cadets had to all go back to the barracks by 11:00 pm sharp for taps.
The very next day, JC called the dorm. There were four telephone booths on our floor back in the day - and my dorm room wasn't too far. So every time the phones rang I'd hear it. But I'd be DANGED if I was going to run and answer any phone call as if I was desperate. So I'd always have my dorm buddies answer. That day, a call was for me and it was JC. I nearly jumped out of my skin. He asked me if Chris and I were serious. I said no. We were more friends than anything else (we hadn't even held hands no less kiss or anything which is forbidden anyway at West Point - No Public Display of Affection or PDA). John said if he cleared it with Chris, would I go out with him that coming Friday? I told him yes and we agreed to meet in Grant Hall.
And thus began my first true, true "grown up" full fledge experience with "love." It wasn't love at that point - but that was how it began.
JC and I began dating just about every single weekend, usually both Friday and during the days on Saturday and Saturday evening. He called me through the week at least four or five nights a week. We definitely became an item. One date he surprised me with this huge adorable yellow teddy bear when I met him in our usual place of Grant Hall. I was absolutely shocked. He never came on too strong - but there was absolutely no doubt - we both were falling in love. Well...I should say there was no doubt I was falling in love. My insecurities could only allow me to hope that JC was feeling the same...
One night after several weeks of dating - John said he wanted to go for a walk. It was freezing out, but when you're in love - who cares? I had no idea where we were going and he wasn't telling.
He brought me to this place quite a distance from Grant Hall. We got along so well and always had so much to talk about and laugh about. It was mostly me doing the laughing though. Soon we came to this sort of gate type of area and he asked me if I knew what it was. I told him I had no idea. Onward we went, through the gates and we began following this path.
It was almost pitch black, but soon I realized the path took us along the Hudson River and because it was a full moon, it lit up the area enough for me to see the amazing night time view. The sky was crystal clear and chock full of twinkling stars and we were alone for the first time since we met.
Suddenly, JC who was about six feet tall (I honestly can't remember his exact height), bent down and kissed me. I pulled back immediately and said, "Won't you get in trouble?!" He laughed and said, "Carol, this is Flirty."
I said, "Flirty? What is Flirty?"
JC said, "Flirtation walk. PDA is allowed here!"
I knew by the name of the place once he said it, I just didn't know that's where he had taken me. Boy was he slick! But at that time - I was thrilled. And even more so when he bent to kiss me again. I'm telling you - for the very first time in my life my knees absolutely went weak. JC had me from hello and he had me from that kiss. We didn't stay very long because it was a Friday night and many cadets brought their dates to Flirty - so soon we weren't all that alone. John was a perfect gentleman and brought me back to Grant Hall and insisted on calling a Taxi back to the dorm and paying for it.
I was in love. I had fallen hard. I had never felt like that before. Ever. As a line from the new movie Pride and Prejudice goes when Mr. Darcy tells Elizabeth how he feels, "You have bewitched me body and soul." JC had definitely bewitched me.
Yet the man who made my head swim was not the man who would become my husband. My Father in heaven had already chosen him and it wasn't to be JC.
-----------To be continued...
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