Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Haven't We Met Before?

Those were the first words out of my husbands mouth the first time we met. Of course, I had to reply with, "All the guys say that."

A year earlier, I was riding around with my boyfriend and a friend. We were doing the "dragging main" thing and our friend decided he had to use the bathroom. Me being the witty one of the group decided to tell him, "Hang it out the window." My response to his urgent call to nature wasn't taken well at all. Into the park we went.

My boyfriend lived on the north end of town and I lived on the south. We would walk from his house to mine almost every night. We'd wave at people we knew and wave at passing policemen as well. Not once did a police officer stop us and ask us where we were going or what we were doing.

Our town had a curfew in place and anyone under the age of 16 couldn't be out without a parent or guardian after 11 p.m. Neither of us knew this at the time and we would walk to my house and always arrived at 11:30 p.m. as this was my curfew set by my mother.

Sitting in the park waiting for our friend to return, a police car pulls in behind us and turns it's lights on. Out steps an officer and asks us what we are doing. We tell him about our friend having to use the facilities and that we are waiting for him. The officer tells us to get out of the car and asks us for our ID's. Well, me being under 16 didn't have an ID or drivers license. I politely told him that I was 15 and didn't have an ID. I was promptly taken to the Police Department.

Upon arriving at the PD, I was placed in an office across from the dispatch center. I was waiting for my boyfriend to arrive and I called my mother to let her know about the situation. While I was on the phone, the dispatcher, was staring at me. I felt very uncomfortable as he just continued to stare.

We paid the fine for curfew violation, received my receipt and promptly escorted to the police car to be taken home.

A few months later, I'm working and a gentleman walks up to me and says, "Haven't I met you somewhere before?" I told him, "All the guys say that." He left without uttering another word.

This gentleman asked me out, we dated and eventually became engaged. The night before our wedding, I was packing up my things so we could move them to my new home. While going through some old papers, I came across the receipt from the curfew violation. Looking down at the signature of the dispatcher, I was shocked to see my husband to be's signature. We had met before.

©Karen A J Rinehart


  1. O' my, you certainly had met before! Did he know that he truly had seen you before? Regardless, this is one of those times where the pick-up line rang true blue!

    I truly enJOYed reading how you met your husband. Great write m'dear!

  2. Yes. He thought he'd seen me somewhere before and was wanting confirmation. He was so shy back then, he would only talk to women he had no interest in. I'm surprised we got together as shy as he was.

  3. Karen, that is so sweet! He may have been shy but he saw you and knew he wanted to see you again, like forever, and that was stronger than shyness, hahaha!

  4. What a wonderful writing this is! That is a very unusual way to meet. I love this, Karen, and thank you so much for sharing it!