Tuesday, July 15, 2008

An Old Building, a Bachelor and Me

On a warm September morning in 1985, I walked into a local bank to open an account.

After a short time with the new accounts lady, I was all set. As I left the bank, I walked past the desk of a thirty-something, bachelor loan officer I knew from taking night college classes two year’s prior.

He stopped me to say hello and asked what I had been up to. I informed him that I was newly single and had just moved back to town. He said he was sorry to hear that, then asked me for a date for the following night. He even remembered my seven-year old son and included him in the date offer of dinner at a pizza joint and a walk along the local beach. How could I not say yes?

After another ten minutes or so of conversation, I got up to leave. It was lunch time and this guy had piqued my interest. I asked him if he’d like to go to lunch. He glanced at his watch and said that sounded great. We walked across the parking lot to a nice restaurant located in a century-old building that once housed the best hotel rooms in the city. We spent a leisurely hour enjoying a big salad while catching up on the past two years of our lives.

When the bill came, I grabbed it since I had asked him to lunch. He tried a few times to sway my decision as he had always paid when in the company of a female. I did not ask him to lunch to get a free meal and I insisted on paying.

Four years later the banker was no longer a bachelor.

We still joke that he only married me because I was the only woman who ever picked up the tab.

I am telling you this little story because today they tore down the building where we had our first lunch.

It's a little sad. The end of another era in my life.


  1. Awwww isn't it such a sad feeling when you see them tear down a building that had such wonderful memories attached to it:-( I so enjoyed your little story, though!! xox

  2. That's a great story about the wonderful gentleman you married!
    And it is sad to see things change...but nothing can take away the great memories.

  3. What a great story! I can totally understand why you'd be sad to see them tear that building down.

  4. Hi Zoey,
    This post is so different from what you usually do! I so enjoyed reading the "how you met" story :)
    It really is kind of sad that the old building has been torn down.
    Thank goodness for wonderful memories!

  5. Zoey, what a cute love story. My husband ask me out as I was eating a toostie roll pop.
    I hope you have some great before pictures of the building.
    Great blog post!

  6. What a great story! But where is the picture of you and DH in 1985?

    I love the photos of your "trash pile". I have a few spots like that, as well. It's amazing how plants survive after being tossed on the compost pile.

    Your callas are lovely. Do you dig them up every year?

  7. That is a sweet story, mills and booms will be jealous :-) Zoe...Things happen for a reason, and at least you have the memories to cherish forever.

    Mick in Ontario Canada

  8. What a nice remembrance. It's neat that you had a tie-in to the building being torn down. So many things change around here too. They are going to tear down the Spectrum in Philly where I saw so many concerts, two of which were John Denver and Dan Fogelberg who are no longer with us. Also took Sean to see Disney on Ice there as a little guy.

  9. Aww, what a sweet story. When I saw the picture, I kinda figured that's where it was headed. All the same, it's nice hearing how you met your husband. :)

  10. Very nice story, Zoey. Too bad about the building. I always feel bad when old buildings are torn down.

  11. Oh Zoey, I love that story!
    I could sit and hear how others met and fell in love forever. So magical. And yours is so sweet.
    Thanks for sharing!


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