One of the best story tellers in my family was my grandma Nichols. While I was growing up I didn't know her very well and only saw her once or twice a year beause she lived up north in Kalkaska County. When she passed away in 1981 a collection of note pads that grandma had used as a sort of diary was discovered. In one of them she discribed how she met and married my grandpa Nichols. On this 101 year anniversary of their marriage I thought it would be fitting to share that story.

Delilah wrote:  My best chum, Ada Miles had gone to Atlanta (Michigan) to live with her aunt and I missed her very much. I did not go anywhere or have any more dates until Christmas time. The Swift girls at Sharon Twp.invited me to come up and go to the Christmas Eve program with them at the school house, and also to stay over night. Edith was going with Oscar Nichols at that time and Edna was going with Walter Hearld. After the program was over, Ralph Thayer stepped up and asked Edith if he could walk her home and she said yes. So, that left Oscar Nichols with his mouth wide open. He turned and asked me if he could walk me home and I said yes.
  Oscar did not go back with Edith. The next week he stopped in and asked me to the dance on Saturday night and I said yes. Then the first week of January, Etta Kimball came and got me to work for her at Sharon. I worked there the rest of January and February,so Oscar did not have so far to walk me home from the dances.
  After I went back home, he was carrying the mail from Kalkaska to Sharon, and went past our place in the morning and evening, so I saw him every day and quite often went to town with him and had dinner at Miles Restaurant.
  On my seventeenth birthday after we had dinner, we went to the jewelry store and he bought me a ring for my birhtday gift.  We never talked about getting married, but I guess we both knew we would some day.
     Bill and Ruth  dicided to go to Rugg to visit some of her relatives. They wanted me to drive them to town where they would take a train. Oscar went along and we got married while we were in town on the 24th of January 1912. It was about 9:30 or 10:00 pm when we got back home, so we did not tell the folks until next morning, and of course they were angry again. My Dad told Oscar to get off his place, and if he ever stepped foot on it again, he would shoot him.