He proposed the night they met?
Remembering my Aunt and Father One evening in the mid-late 1930’s, a soft-spoken young woman, Violet Jones, went on a blind date arranged by her brother. That night, her date Harry Kaelin, an outgoing angler and friend to many of the NY Yankees, proposed. As the story goes, Violet told him he was crazy. The next day, he sent her a huge bouquet of flowers – addressed not to Miss Violet Jones, but to Mrs. Harry Kaelin. They were married two weeks later. Violet and Harry had two biological children. He (my Father) was the most talented artist I have known, and she (my Aunt) was the most forgiving. They spent their younger years dancing, water-skiing in the Long Island sound, driving to lower Manhattan to join the Beats, and illegally night-riding the golf carts at the country club. As adults, they brought their families together practically every week, graduating to adult hi-jinks , enjoying the swimming pool, a Thanksgiving feast, or just to “drop by.” My Father and ...