My parents Ken and Mary met at my dad's cousin's (Richard Stoey's) wedding 51 years ago. My mother Mary was asked by her friend Nancy, who was a bridesmaid, to attend as her guest. Nancy didn't want her date, my mother's brother Gary, to have to dine alone while she was sitting at the bridal party table. Nancy told my mom she should go because there would be a lot of single men there. While at the wedding, my father asked my mother to dance. My mom really liked my dad and had a great time that night. At the end of the party, my mother was looking for a ride home because she didn't want to be a 3rd wheel with her brother and his girlfriend. She went up to a friend she knew to ask for a ride home. It just happened that my father was talking to that friend when my mother asked. My dad offered to drive her home and from there the relationship took off.