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Share the Love: We Want to Hear Your Stories

Gearing up for Valentine's Day with mushy, gushy and off-beat tales.

 

It's February, and that means we are getting closer to one of the most romantic of holidays, the one where couples embrace their love for each other and get more mushy than usual.

But, we're not here to talk about Groundhog Day.

This Valentine's Day, we want to hear from you!

Tell us how you met your significant other. Was it online on a dating website, a blind date, at one of the Morristown area's finest watering holes? Did you meet at a wedding, in the supermarket, or something even more interesting that it just has to be shared with our readers?

Of course sometimes love doesn’t exactly work out as planned. Whether it’s bad dates or a good intention that led to a bad outcome—like arranging a skiing trip and breaking your leg, or buying a gift that triggered your beau's nasty case of warts—everyone has stories about trying to find, impress or keep “the one.”

Some of those stories are pretty hilarious—in hindsight, of course.

So, Morristown, Morris Township and Morris Plains, we want to hear your stories, good and bad, funny and sad, believable and otherwise. Send us stories of your best first dates, how you met your match, dates gone wild and anything else about love, and we'll post them all on Valentine's Day.

And, because we love to share, we'll even include a story or two of our own! Aren't you just super-duper excited??

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Margret Brady

1:28 pm on Thursday, February 2, 2012

I lived in Whippany and he was a tough guy from Morristown. He asked me to hike to Surprise Lake on the Watchung Mountain for our first date. After going a few hundred feet down a wooded path with no sign of anything but more woods, I got nervous. When he couldn't offer any proof that there even was a lake, I turned around and headed back to the car. It was a 1940 Ford coupe.
The next night he was supposed to take me out after we met at the Florham Park Roller Skating Rink. When two of his buddies needed a ride and I had to squeeze into the one seater car with 3 guys, I again insisted that he take me home first.
He didn't give up and tried again and then again until we were married in 1954. Still happily married, so I guess now I'm glad he didn't give up.

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John Dunphy

3:28 pm on Friday, February 3, 2012

That's a great story, Marge. We're glad Wendell didn't give up, either!

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