No comments necessary, I just need to get these out... kind of like an exorcism.
Our first date was my great Uncle's funeral down in Miami. Seriously. We had talked on the phone quiet a few times and exchanged letters and then when my great Uncle passed and the funeral was going to be relatively close to where he lived (and one of those funerals that was going to be more family reunion at the yacht club than funeral) I asked permission and he was invited to come too. I still remember those funeral/wedding relatives asking us, "Soooo, how long have you two known each other?"
And us sheepishly looking at each other and saying, "Oh, a good three weeks now."