Hello, greetings from Argentina

I only knew my paternal grandparents (my maternal grandparents died long before I was born).

Guillermo (my grandfather) and Ramona (my grandmother)

They met in 1945-46 (I don't remember) when my grandfather saw my grandmother at a neighborhood fair (it was very common in Argentina at that time).

He asked her out. She was allowed to go on the date, but accompanied by her aunt.

They married in 1948 and had two children: my father (1950) and my late aunt (1953, I think).

I have several photos of them that I'm going to scan. I'll have to look for them.

For the record: the day my grandmother went to the fair where my grandfather saw her and liked her, she cheated: she had put newspaper on it to fill the bag even more.

My grandfather was more serious due to his upbringing, but he always showed me affection. She passed away at 74 in 1998.

My grandmother was more demonstrative; I loved watching her knit at lightning speed. She passed away in 2005 at 81.

I still miss them, but I'm glad they were my grandparents.

I always think I want the same things for myself that they had (and my parents too): sincere love, loyalty on both sides, and being there through thick and thin. (Is that hard to find these days?)

Photos of my paternal grandparents (they married in 1948)