So I’m driving along with Grandpa when he goes “I proposed to my wife right over there.”
I look over and only see more road. Wondering if there was a place that got torn down or something, I ask “Not just by the side of the road there?”
“Oh, no, we were driving along.”
So as it turns out Grandpa was just driving along, got a notion, and asked grandma to marry him. Didn’t even get down on one knee. Grandpa’s got style, I guess.
(For the curious among us, he doesn’t remember her exact words. I only ponder if the car swerved at all.)
