Category: Love Stories
For my proposal, I invited Teri out to our family’s farmhouse in the Nebraska countryside. I filled the last mile leading up to our house with Burma-Shave-style signs full of rather atrocious poetry recounting our early dates and culminating in “the question” on the last sign at the end of the driveway. By the time she got to the front door (OK, actually the BACK door, as is the tradition with farmhouses), the tears were rolling, and she was nodding her head yes.
– Trevor, Des Moines, Iowa