It all started when a young, 35yr old man offered to grab a jar of fig jam off the top shelf of a local grocery store for a young-spirited 92yrd old woman. What began as a casual conversation in aisle 13 with a few jokes and polite smiles, turned into a sweet and simple question by the woman - "You wouldn't be single, would you? I'd love it if you met my granddaughter." "I actually am single, yes," replied the man with a wry, hopeful smile. Two weeks later there was a first date. 5 days after that, the young man knew he was falling in love. It took many more moons for the granddaughter to realize the same (103, to be precise). And then, 362 days after their first date, the young man proposed and they both cried in a small, "haunted" hotel room room in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. Ok, fine.....we met on hinge but the rest is true.