Daily Rituals Cultivate Lasting Love
She sat in the passenger seat, pinning up her permed hair, fussing in the mirror. He was in the driver’s seat thumbing through a magazine. The year was 1949 and my grandparents were on a date in small-town Iowa. On other dates, they went to the roller-skating rink, they visited each other’s churches and families, they went fishing one hot day in August. Eventually, they started to “talk serious” about things like religion and, eventually, marriage.
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