The Story of Father's Proposal
I'm sure over the years this story has become inflated in some areas and downplayed in others, but this is the version that sticks in my mind. Since you can't really ever get at true reality, this interpretation will have to do.
My mother was a strong, independent woman in her upper 20s who had a career and some strange roommates.
My dad was a funny salesman who had decided that law school wasn't really for him.
They both went to the same strange church congregation that they lovingly called, "the cuckoos nest" because there were so many nuts in the group.
Anyway, they'd been dating for quite a while.
One night as they were sitting in the car he tossed a little box into her lap and said, "well, what do you think?"
She opened it up and it was one diamond earring.
Confused she looked at it and back up at him in bewilderment.
It finally dawned on her that this was a marriage proposal.
She later found out that it was the earring of a "lady of questionable reputation" that my dad knew (he was a lot more sketchy back then) and had been purchased at a pawn shop (I think?).
She took 3 months in giving him an affirmative answer to his "eloquent" request.
To this day he insists that the earring was a "jewler's setting" and she maintains that it was only a "few weeks" before she gave him an answer.