Is It Time to Get Married?

(Continued) I was helping the trucker get the lugs off the flat tire when a vehicle approached and I stuck out my thumb; he stopped for me (During the war it was very common for cars to pick up servicemen and women, and give them a ride, sometimes going out of their way for you. This is what happened to me.) I was driven to the bus depot; hopped out with a thank you and rushed into the depot, where I went immediately to the head and with paper towels and hand soap washed the mud off my coat. Surprisingly it looked clean! I immediately left the head to find Marianne (She was Marianne when I was serious and Marion when we were just happy and carefree.) There she was looking at the entrance and I had walked right past her! We greeted each other with a kiss and as we headed for the courthouse I explained what had happened. She was incredulous at first and then we both had a laugh and a big smile. We picked up the forms needed; were told they close at noon and they gave directions to where we would get our blood test. They were very cooperative and warned us we were on a short timeline. We rushed over to get the blood test, which we knew we would pass, but they said it would take a little past noon and to have the Licensing Bureau hold their counter open past noon by 15 or so minutes so we could get our license, so we went back to the Licensing counter and they said they would wait for us to deliver the blood test results; then back to the blood test lab and waited for the results; we passed and they handed us the envelope to give to Licensing. We got our marriage license and we thanked them for waiting past noon. They were all smiles, as were we. To answer our question they said a Minister of the Baptist Church did a lot of weddings and gave directions. (Continued)