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Going to the Chapel

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Love Letters | 6 comments

And We’re Gonna Get Married! I tossed and turned all night, trying to go to sleep, but my restless mind would not stop thinking. The excitement and the anticipation that the next evening of becoming Frank’s wife forever, just would not let my mind rest. Of course, that was interlaced with worrisome thoughts about if Frank was okay. Knowing those guys all to well who had taken Frank to the beach for a Bachelor Party had me asking myself many questions. Did they let him drown? Was he tied up to a tree on the courthouse lawn in Bay City? Or worse yet, tied up to that tree in the...

Uneven Numbers Competition

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Love Letters | 4 comments

Frank only had a week off from his job at Torii Station to help me get settled into our new home. We worked hard to get settled in, and we did it. Frank worked 30 days straight of each shift, days, evenings then nights, with a couple of days off between the different changes. The day shift was from the hours from 6:00 A.M. until 3:00 P.M., the evening shift was from 3:00 P.M. until 11:00 P.M., and the night shift was from 11:00 P.M. until 6:00 A.M. Since Frank and I did not have yet have children, I adjusted my schedule to his schedule. If Frank worked all night, I stayed up all night...

Ralph and “Ole” Bondo

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Frank and I had settled into the daily living in Okinawa. Okinawa was such a beautiful island. We had made new friends with couples living in homes around us. Where we lived was designated as off-base military housing. Across the road, in front of our house, was an area that was not a part of off-base military housing but had homes of Okinawan families. Both of us felt that we were so lucky to be living in a house that touched different cultures depending on which way you faced or looked. Frank and I loved this so much. The single soldiers who lived on the base at Torii and worked with...

Ralph’s Love of Leather

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I have told you about finding our sweet dog, Ralph, and how much he loved leather, but I have not shared with you the things he could do to items made of it. Frank and I were given a bible by his Grandmother, who we called “Gram” on Christmas Eve in 1968. The Bible made of white leather had our names engraved in gold on the bottom of the front cover. We dearly loved this Bible. I had carried it with me in my suitcase to Okinawa. We had a small coffee table in our living room, and our Bible laid on this table on top of a doily, which was an ornamental mat we had purchased made...

Typhoon Elsie and the Habu

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Love Letters | 4 comments

In late September of 1969, Typhoon Elsie was in the Pacific Ocean heading towards Okinawa. Living in approved Military Off-Base housing, Frank was released to be at home with me until all threat of it hitting Okinawa had ended. Frank and I were originally from the Gulf Coast of Texas. So we were educated as to what to do and how to prepare for a Hurricane. We decided a Typhoon would not be much different, so we prepared accordingly. What could happen? Enjoy. “Typhoon Elsie” Our home, made of concrete blocks, was very sturdy. Inside the wooden stealy bars that were on all...