Army buddy's sister came to visit after graduating college, went home to get married 6 months later.
First date was stock car races, shows and libraries and cheap dinner dates after that.
Pretty sure she was the right one when she showed a preference for my beater '56 Chevy pickup over my year old '72 Camaro.
46 years later it turns out I was right, her head is on straight. Except maybe for her choice in men...
