I work from home, and I was spending a week with Gary (who lived an 8 hour drive away from me). It was the day of my monthly one-on-one with my manager, which we were doing over the phone. Gary came in the room behind me and I reached my hands up over my shoulders to hold hands with him for a minute. He slipped the engagement ring on my finger!! I had to go on acting 'professional' on the phone, which was one of the most difficult things I've ever done :-) Poor Gary was disappointed that I didn't immediately tell my manager right on the spot. But he got over that and we are one of the happiest pairs of newlyweds ever (we were married almost 8 months ago). He's my best friend and one of the sweetest guys ever.

Driving along the beach in FL, top down on my MGB, salt breeze in our faces and sand on our feet. It was Christmas Day, 1982.

As a teacher, I was getting my continuing contract and Ivan said we needed our own continuing contract. That was his proposal 39 years ago.

It was around Christmas, about 30 years ago. Vic took me on a long drive. I started feeling blue about our situation. We were living together but he had not proposed. I hid the fact we were co-habitating from my parents. I started to cry. He stopped the car and said "I was going to wait a few days, but will you marry me?" Yes, of course!

Second date. We were parked down by the river, and I mentioned a co-worker's upcoming wedding. He then told me that we would be married in two years, on October 8th.

We were, and were married for 36 years when he died.

He proposed in a cottage in Carmel, CA where we were spending a romantic weekend.

We were in the midst of a very personal, intimate, um, "moment," and he asked me to marry him.