I had known my husband for quite a while. We had been around each other while double dating with friends.


I had known my husband for quite a while. We had been around each other while double dating with friends.

 

I hadn’t paid too much attention to him until one day, a group of us went to the theater at Healdton. I sat by him. Well, he kissed me and that was all it took for me to fall in love.
We went together for about six months. We married at the Baptist parsonage in Ringling, Okla., on Feb. 6, 1943. We were married for about six months and he went into the Army. When he left, I followed the train as far as I could go, crying all the way.

 

We have been married now for almost 68 years. We had two sons and our oldest went to be with the Lord about five months ago.

 

My husband has been in Ardmore Veteran’s Center for a year now. I miss him terribly. He has lost both legs and is on dialyses three days a week. I go over and visit him four days a week.
I am totally lost without him. He is 87 and I am 85 years old. I love him so much. I just want to hug and squeeze him all the time.

 

Cartez, our love story is still being written daily.

 

I’m sending all my love to you with this letter.

 

Love,

 

Jewel Allen