This poem is about my parents...they were married for 23 years before they split up about 2 years ago. This is the story of how they met.
She had shown up with someone else.
He asked, "are you using this chair?"
She said, "no."
He asked, "can I take it?"
She said, "sure."
He took the chair to his table.
She noticed he had nobody with him.
They left the bar.
She went with her date.
He asked, "can I come?"
She said, "sure."
They all went swimming.
The pool was closed.
He said, "can I take you home?"
She said, "I'd be insulted if you didn't."
They left,
together.
...in case you're curious, this is how it went down, to be exact: My dad was in the navy and was stationed in the city where I was born, Bremerton, WA. He went out with some military buddies to a bar called Noodles. My mom was there with her boyfriend at the time and my dad told his buddies that he wanted a way to talk to her. So he decided, even though he didn't need it, to ask her for the extra chair at her table, just to have a chance to talk to her. She didn't really give him the time of day, just let him take the chair and went on with her business. Shortly after, she left with her date and their friends and decided to go swimming at a hotel that was near by. The pool was closed but they climbed the fence and swam anyway. My dad followed her to the hotel, not in a creepy way...because it was a larger group of people. The cops were called and my mom's date booked it before he could get caught, leaving my mom and her friend behind. My dad was there to save the day. Sopping wet, they all jumped into his 1985 Ford F250 and were engaged 3 weeks later.
She had shown up with someone else.
He asked, "are you using this chair?"
She said, "no."
He asked, "can I take it?"
She said, "sure."
He took the chair to his table.
She noticed he had nobody with him.
They left the bar.
She went with her date.
He asked, "can I come?"
She said, "sure."
They all went swimming.
The pool was closed.
He said, "can I take you home?"
She said, "I'd be insulted if you didn't."
They left,
together.
...in case you're curious, this is how it went down, to be exact: My dad was in the navy and was stationed in the city where I was born, Bremerton, WA. He went out with some military buddies to a bar called Noodles. My mom was there with her boyfriend at the time and my dad told his buddies that he wanted a way to talk to her. So he decided, even though he didn't need it, to ask her for the extra chair at her table, just to have a chance to talk to her. She didn't really give him the time of day, just let him take the chair and went on with her business. Shortly after, she left with her date and their friends and decided to go swimming at a hotel that was near by. The pool was closed but they climbed the fence and swam anyway. My dad followed her to the hotel, not in a creepy way...because it was a larger group of people. The cops were called and my mom's date booked it before he could get caught, leaving my mom and her friend behind. My dad was there to save the day. Sopping wet, they all jumped into his 1985 Ford F250 and were engaged 3 weeks later.
