These guys are my heroes.

My grandparents were married in 1941. They had known each other since grade school but apparently my grandma was involved with someone else when my grandpa first fell for her.

The story goes that when she was ready to receive my grandfather’s attention, she wrote a note to a friend that said, very bluntly, “I like Clarence Heuer now.” In a less straight forward moment, she tore it up, but somehow the pieces got into the hands of my grandfather who taped it up to see what it said. The rest is, of course, is history.

When my grandmother was in her eighties, I thought to ask her if she had done all of that on purpose with the hope that my grandfather would see her note.

With a wink and a nod, she revealed the truth. Pretty sweet. Their marriage survived 65 years and I really believe they loved each other more each day. ~shared by @meredithheuerphotog