The abridged story of: Ken and Leila from Chelsea Renee.
My grandma has such a great story. She met my grandfather when they were in high school and he was nearly homeless, being tossed back and forth between aunts, uncles, and any family that might be able to keep him for a bit. He became great friends with her brother and their family decided to take him in. My grandmothers family was/is very religious (the way most people were in the days of the dust bowl as it tore threw Kansas). They took a train with my grandmothers brother and his girlfriend to the nearest town (smith center) with a court house and eloped at the justice of the peace to were married on October 31st 1942, my grandfather and great uncle were shipped off to WWII then a few months later. They exchanged letters over the next three years as my grandpa served his time in the South Pacific and thankfully made it home safe and sound. Overall he had 35 years of service, 3 years in WWII and 2 1/2 in vietnam and the rest on reserve duty. In 1957 they adopted my mother. They were together for 57 years until my grandfather past away in 2000. To this day he is still the best man I have ever met and my grandmother is one of the sweetest with a heart of gold and had a direct line to God, she is a mighty prayer warrior.
A few months ago my grandmother told me a story she had never shared. It was the time she and my grandfather eloped. She told me that when they were walking down the steps of the courthouse and he put his arm around her and with his other hand crossed his fingers and sand, ” you and me…50/50″ meaning he wanted their marriage to be 50/50, shared, and that he loved and valued her. Their marriage was one of the best examples of what seeking God first, true love, and a lifetime spent with one person could ever look like.