My Grandad and Grandma met in Seattle, during WWII, where Grandad was stationed.

A friend of hers set them up on a blind date.

They met at the train station, and Grandma had told Grandad on the phone that he would know who she was because she would be wearing a brown hat.

When he got to the station, he saw three girls wearing brown hats.

So he picked the prettiest one.

They were married 61 years.