We jumped in that old Ford and headed out for our lifetime journey. If you had friends, they pulled silly tricks on the newly weds and we had lots of friends. The first trick was pulled when we tried to cross the Coal River bridge. One friend got there before we arrived and blocked the end with his car and of course another got behind us and blocked us back off. This little game was played until Mr. McClure, who didn’t know us, started honking his horn and yelling move those cars.
We finally arrive at our beautiful little apartment in Dunbar, WV. We were so excited and totally ready to do what newly wed do (got the drift). We go in the front door and here is “our home” and our place to taste freedom, adventure and who knows what.
I bought a beautiful white gown at the Diamond Dept. Store for my wedding night. I went to the drawer and got out my gown and someone had sewn up the neck and arms of the gown. Oh, well, I didn’t need it anyway.
Eventually, we pull down the bedspread and start to get in the bed, but something seems wrong. Someone had “double-sheeted” the bed. They had pulled the bottom portion of the top sheet up half way and tucked it in. There was no way you feet would go to the bottom of the bed. Who had been in my house?? And………they had sprinkled rice in the bed too.
Things are progressing and we hear something rattling and the bed feels unstable. After the other bed problem…we better check this out. The eager groom will take charge of this task. We look under the bed and some of the slats were gone and there was a string of metal items strung up. There were measuring spoons, metal cups and silverware. So, that is what we heard rattling! Someone was trying to be funny, but we could not figure out how anyone got in the apartment.
The groom has to go to the bathroom and the tp is missing. This is bad, but we make do.
We find the slats and put them back in the bed and it is around 3pm and we are now sleeping sound. It has been a long day and we were tired. All at once, we hear an alarm go off in the apartment. We jump up startled and think the Monsanto plant must be evacuating the town. We keep listening and it is in our kitchen. It is not the stove, but it keeping going off. We listen and it is under the cabinet. Guess what…..someone had put a big alarm clock in a kettle and set it to go off at 3am. Someone, somewhere must be up at 3am laughing right now.
I had to report to work at the State House on Monday and I sort of dreaded it. I go in and all my friends are grinning. Mary was really grinning and almost laughing. I told them what happened at the apartment and Mary burst out laughing and admitted to getting the key from the landlord (they were friends) and rigging the apartment. She gave me something to laugh about 47 years later. It is nice to have friends that love you enough to care.