Terry Marshall and Ann Garretson Marshall
“A love story you’ll never forget.”
– Hope Edelman, #1 New York Times best-selling author of Motherless Daughters
A Rendezvous to Remember
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    I know there's no such thing as “Throw-back-Monday,” but I can't help skating through heart-wrenching memories of my birthday on this date 57 years ago.On that day, I was in love—with two dramatically different guys, located on two continents: a long-haired peacenik, and a clean-cut lieutenant. And I was caught in the crossfire of competing birthday gifts.The Peacenik: “Dress up a bit,” he advised before we went out for dinner and a movie. I was incredulous. I cocked an eyebrow. “I got a corsage,” he whispered, as if he feared I’d discover he was a romantic after all.The Lieutenant (writing from Germany): “My Dearest Ann,” his card said, “The vase in which these flowers arrived (unless the florist in Boulder double-crossed me) is the only one of its kind in the world. I had it designed, hand-blown and hand-cut especially for you.”My girlfriends looked on with envy—wow, TWO guys! For me, it was excruciating. Each guy had a big hook embedded in my heart, and they were pulling in opposite directions. How did I get into this pickle? How would I get out?See “Birthday Collision” at terryannmarshall.com/sneakpeeks/. Then, for the full story, read our memoir, A Rendezvous to Remember. The birthday story is early on—chapter 2, “Hungry Lions, Circling,” to be more precise. —Ann ... See MoreSee Less
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    Big day tomorrow: Annie’s birthday!My close friends know that this is usually a major problem for me—I’ve got to come up with something clever or unique . . . and I usually wait until the last minute. (By the way, did I mention that her birthday is tomorrow?)The birthday card is never a problem. We’ve saved the best ones over the years, and each year, we dig out one, add a new hand-scrawled message, hide the card in the newspaper or under the dinner plate, then compare this year’s sentiments to the earlier ones. These are nifty mementos. Besides, why spend $6.95 for a birthday card, then throw it away?OK, so a card’s not enough. But she doesn’t go for gifts, particularly practical ones. I offered to buy her a new crockpot one year, or a waffle iron. Big mistake: “Those not gifts, Ter. You want me to buy you a mop?”One year, I brought home a gorgeous scarf and a string of Majorca pearls from Madrid; another time, a black coral pendant from Fiji. Another time, it was a hand-carved wooden bowl full of carved wooden replicas of exotic fruits (carved in exotic woods) from Manila. But we don’t do those solo trips anymore. Together is a lot more fun. Truth to tell, this is a life-long challenge for me. First time was 1964. Annie and I were dating in college and I splurged on a corsage and took her to a fancy restaurant in Denver. I mean, a first class dining establishment with waiters who came to the table, a tablecloth, cloth napkins, a bottle of wine (with cork), the whole works. To top it off, afterwards I took her to a movie—and not some spaghetti Western or Audie Murphy battlefront re-creation. It was BECKET, staring Richard Burton and Peter O’Toole.Trouble was, at the time she had an airmail romance going with stud of a lieutenant in Germany. The guy commissioned a stunning hand-blown crystal vase, airmailed it to a florist in Boulder, had him fill it with a spring bouquet, then deliver it to her door. (For the full story, take a look at our memoir, A RENDEZVOUS TO REMEMBER at www.terryannmarshall.com (We still prize the vase, by the way. I suspect she dried that bouquet and hid it away in that padlocked army trunk in the garage.)Actually, our best birthdays were the overseas ones. In 2014, we celebrated her birthday at the Captain’s Table on a Danube cruise from Prague to Budapest.For her birthdays three years running in the late ’70s, we sipped wine on the veranda of our flat overlooking a jungle-covered hillside and Iron Bottom Sound off the coast of Guadalcanal—no better view than right there at home. Once it was at a seaside café in Zamboanga, another time overlooking Manila Bay.One year, we were the only diners in an unheated restaurant in off-season Cape Cod, but on another warm spring evening we strolled from the 16th Street Baptist Church into the Kelly Ingram Park in Birmingham. And three years ago we spent the night in a converted Conestoga wagon on the outskirts of the Mohave Desert.But this is 2021: Year of Coronavirus. We’re not flying. We haven’t eaten in a restaurant for 14 months. And we’re not about to mix it up with the anti-maskers now beginning to swarm the Strip.Annie probably thinks I’m going to fix left-over chicken and rice for dinner tomorrow, and that we’ll spend the evening watching something we saved on DISH. (Or more likely, that we’ll spend it cheering for the Golden Knights against the arch-rival San Jose Sharks.)Ha! You’re all in for a surprise. I have a plan. Stay tuned.—Terry [Note: the photo is Annie dining on her birthday in 2014 aboard ship on the Danube] ... See MoreSee Less
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    Mid-April in Birmingham: Aah, Spring! Azaleas and magnolias in full bloom. Romance in the air. Your heart sings with joy.But not for everyone – not in 1963, not for Martin Luther King.April 16, 1963, Birmingham: MLK was in jail, solitary confinement, arrested on Good Friday for leading a protest march. He wouldn’t be released until Saturday, April 20.Over that week, he wrote his famous “Letter from Birmingham Jail.” In it, he responds to critics of his Civil Rights campaign in Birmingham, and lays out the moral rationale for nonviolent action. It’s chock full of insights into life in America.Here’s a favorite of mine – one that applies to gun control as well as to Civil Rights:"For years now I have heard the word 'Wait!' It rings in the ear of every Negro with piercing familiarity. This 'Wait' has almost always meant 'Never.' We must come to see, with one of our distinguished jurists, that 'justice too long delayed is justice denied.'”Read the full letter, and a bit of background, at www.terrymarshallfiction.com/letter-from-Birmingham-jail.html ... See MoreSee Less
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    You won’t read much about my dad in Annie’s and my memoir, A RENDEZVOUS TO REMEMBER—not nearly as much as about her mother and father.No disrespect meant. No bad memories or dark secrets here. It’s just that he was gone before Annie had a chance to meet him, well before she metamorphosed from best buddy to the love of my life, and well before the summer of ’64 became the grist for our memoir.My dad, Charles Marshall, was killed on this day in 1961, ten days after his 43rd birthday – victim of a head-on collision with a drunken driver. He would have been 103 years old today.I was a sophomore at the University of Colorado on that day. My sister was 14. My brothers, 11 and 9. Mom was driving; she spent that spring and half the summer in the hospital.A life well lived, but a life cut way too short. And double the tragedy because he never got to meet Annie. Nor she, him.More about him at “A Life Cut Short” at terryannmarshall.com/sneakpeeks/ ... See MoreSee Less
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    A Rendezvous to Remember: A Memoir of Joy and Heartache at the Dawn of the Sixties by Terry Marshall, Ann Garretson Marshall (Book Spotlight / Author Interview) https://www.superkambrook.com/2021/02/a-rendezvous-to-remember-a-memoir-of-joy-and-heartache-at-the-dawn-of-the-sixties-by-terry-marshall-ann-garretson-marshall.html via @superkambrook

    If your weekends are getting longer and your attention span shorter, check out our new memoir, A RENDEZVOUS TO REMEMBER. It offers love, adventure, humor, and travel in a time of social activism that'll keep the pages turning. Then let us know what you think.

    Author Guest Post with Terry Marshall & Ann Garretson Marshall https://www.westveilpublishing.com/?p=6074 via @westveilarchive

    Hear @terryannauthors at 9:30 (ET) this am (2/10) on “Warren in the Morning” talk about their riveting new #memoir, A Rendezvous to Remember. Thank you, Warren Lawrence & @RadioKingstonNY.
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