I met her at a little airport, or, Matthew read this post. It tells how Mom and Dad met.

"Little airport" is a relative term. To me, Montgomery County Airport in Gaithersburg, Md. is a very big little airport. It's now trapped in the Washington ADIZ. If you're married, people sooner or later ask you how you met your spouse. I've been married twenty years, and of course my story must relate to General Aviation. It almost always does. BD with the biplane is Brian number 1. His good buddy, the A&P and machinist is my pal Brian A. who is Brian number 2. Number two had this cool friend Howard S. who was a rocket scientist and I flew with Howard a few times at College Park way back when. ( CGS comes up in every story I guess). Years later around 1987 when Howard wanted his nephew to learn to fly, he called me. I wasn't instructing anymore, and no longer knew everything as I once did. Howard insisted I fly with his nephew. I'm very glad he did. I still had a current CFI. My original CFI was from March of 1972 and I have never let it expire, not once in 36 years. One time about five years ago when I was getting my CFI paperwork renewed at BWI, the FAA inspector asked me if I was doing any instructing or planning to do any. I told him no I hadn't and probably wouldn't. He then was curious as to why I would renew. I think I'll answer his question in a nice long Blog post someday. There's a list of very good reasons. If the Fed guy at FSDO had to ask that question, he'll never understand the answer anyway. On a clear cool January day in 1987 while flying with "Rene", Howard's nephew, I for some reason wanted to drop in at Montgomery County Gaithersburg. The two guys who were running the field at the time were good friends of mine. I just felt like going somewhere instead of "teaching in circles". ( I get instructors into my field here in present day who feel the same way) So we drop into GAI. We get parked and I look around for Lowell and Rick who are my buddies. Then I see her. I'm so interested in her I get confused. I forget why I'm there. She's in front of the airport building. We sort of walk past her but I don't remember that part. I tried not to stare at her. I went downstairs and went to the boys room. Came back up and saw Lowell in the hall. "Hey Luther whatchooupto?" "Lowell, I just saw a girl that I think I love and want to marry." I realized I had just successfully said the word "marry" I was one of those bachelors who couldn't get that word out. I would say, "Yea someday I'll get mmmaaa- mmmmaaarrr- maaayybe. " Lowell, I just said the word marry" "Where did you see this girl. Who is she"? "Right here. Just now. I gotta go find her." I couldn't find her. Where did she go? I checked the parking lot before she could get away. I checked the flight line. Then I saw her. Right back at the front door again. She was waiting for somebody, maybe a plane. How could I talk to her? Meet her. Can't just go up to her. Rene was asking me something but I wasn't paying attention. Would Rick or Lowell know her? I could sense she was getting ready to leave so I just went up to her. I was so nervous by now I just wanted to get it over with. I had to meet her. "Hi. Are you going up in a plane today? Would you like a plane ride?" "No. I actually just went up" "Oh". I said lamely. "In one of the school planes?" "No. In that." She pointed to the gorgeous Shrike out front which was the nicest plane visible on the entire field. "Oh". I said lamely. Silence. Can't let there be silence. I heard myself say, "I'm here with a plane and a student from Laurel, I just instruct as a hobby. Would you like to go flying sometime, or perhaps have dinner or anything, I know I'm being forward, but I'm a good guy and Rick and Lowell know me well, and my student Rene is that guy over there...." She smiled just a little. "I live in Dayton Ohio" she says. "so it would be hard for us to get together." To me, that was not a no! "Believe it or not", I say, "I work at Detroit Metro Airport and that's my second home. Maybe I could still contact you. I do a lot of traveling and have been to Dayton many times". We banter back and forth and talk about Ohio. She decides to give me her local DC number, where she won't be but I can leave a message. I put out my hand and say "I'm Lloyd". She takes my hand and says, "Vicki". Rene and I flew back to Suburban. He asked about the girl I was talking to. I said, "Rene, that is the girl. I just met her and she's gonna have my children." Less than a year later Vicki and I were married by the local mayor at Fairborn Meadow where the Wrights flew their Flyer from 1904 after Kitty Hawk till the Military days at College Park in 1909. They made a famous Air Base and museum there called "Wright Patterson". Vicki and I have been married twenty years. I am very lucky because I have something I care about more than anything else in the world. Of course if Vicki finds out it's the M-10, she'll be pissed. GA Informal.