When Frank Met Leah

My dad's parents -- my Grandma and Grandpa "Camper," you'll remember from a previous post -- were married on this day in 1935. In Las Vegas, Nevada. It was his second marriage (he left the Catholic Church following the divorce from his first wife in 1931) and her first.

They had met, according to my grandmother, when she took her car in for service at the mechanic shop. This shop was the one owned and operated by my grandfather and his brother. I don't recall how long they knew each other before driving off to tie the knot in Vegas, but they would spent the next forty-nine years together before my grandmother died in 1984.