This picture was taken the weekend before I met my husband, Pat. I had gone with a nurse friend to meet a guy at her hometown that would be "perfect" for me... not to be. The following weekend I took the bus to Marshall, Mn to attend my friend, Marge Verly's wedding. She sent her brother, Don, to pick me up as I carried my suitcase down Main St... they were all gathered at her "groom's dinner".. I arrived to the amazing sight of all her beautiful 9 siblings gathered... happy and friendly and each of them so beautiful to look at... I was especially wondering about a mysterious "older" brother that i had never met... you see I had traveled down to their farm when Marge and I were friends at the U in 1970-71. As it turned out Pat was 3 years younger than I... so I really hadn't noticed him at that time... Now I certainly did, and it never bothered him that I was older... so it quickly faded in my mind also. One beautiful thing about Pat is that he had known about my conversion story... how my whole family had become Catholic is quite dramatic circumstances.... He had shocked his sisters by saying that he wouldn't marry anyone that wasn't Catholic. I rejoiced that I had mananged to do that before we met! But mostly I feel that it is a lesson of taking what you value and looking for it in a spouce... Do not settle... when something is the most important aspect of your life you definitely need and want to share that most of all! Thank you Jesus.... for the amazing example and gift of Patrick Gerard Verly!
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