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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    Questions for Mom

    Questions for Mom

    Writing our memoir (A Rendezvous to Remember) about our early days has been a 3-D roller-coaster ride: breath-taking, but some of the twists and turns left us bruised and aching, like my decision to marry against my parents’ wishes. Fortunately, the winds of time...

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    Today is National Nature Photography Day—time to get outdoors and take photos of your favorite outdoor animals and places! Never mind that the temperature may be climbing to 100 and over, as it is here in Las Vegas. Just do it!About a year ago, I posted photos of a giant Costa Rican lizard and yellow serpent, plus photos of Terry climbing a rock and me hugging a tree, with a commitment that I was headed out to shoot some herons, ducks, and courting pigeons.So here you go: urban wildlife down the street from our house: a heron practicing his morning yoga, and a wood duck showing off his finery. I’m still working on the pigeons—they’re such a moving target! Maybe next year?Meanwhile, I’m also including a couple of my favorite nature photos from Guatemala, a flower, fresh with dew, and a mighty volcano. ... See MoreSee Less
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    ALONE IN THE SANGRE DE CRISTOSSaturday, 13 June, 1964, Sangre de Cristo Mountain Range, Colorado. At Valley View Hot Springs last night, Annie’s image blotted out the starry sky. Emptiness closed in like a mummy-style sleeping bag. With her gone, the road to the Peace Corps at summer’s end threatened to be a lonely trek through a bleak desert. With no shoes. No water. And a full pack of stone-heavy yearnings.I had planned to spend the weekend at Valley View, hike a trail or two, and attempt an assault on 14,300-foot-high Crestone Peak. But Annie’s likeness called me from every boulder and bush. I abandoned Valley View for the comfort of the farm, hot meals, and a soft bed.And the hope that each new day would bring me a letter from Germany.—Terry terryannmarshall.com/the-rendezvous-log/Excerpt from chapter 3, A Rendezvous to Remember ... See MoreSee Less
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    Aeii, Time’s Running Out!
    May 26, 1964, Boulder, Colorado. Time’s running out! Annie leaves next week for Europe. She’ll be gone all summer . . . with that stud lieutenant in Germany. How did we ever get ourselves into this fix?—Terry https://terryannmarshall.com/the-rendezvous-log/

    A Fine Parting Shot
    May 29, 1964, Boulder, Colorado. It took some cajoling, but Annie let me take a glamour shot of her. Her response: “OK, if it’s the Clothed Maja you want me to model and not that au naturel one you’re always raving about.”—Terry https://terryannmarshall.com/the-rendezvous-log/

    Saturday, May 16, 1964, Boulder, Colorado. Terry: On this day, 57 years ago, our excursion to Boulder Creek etched an image in my mind that will live forever: Lucky me. I saw Botticelli’s Birth of Venus come to life. #ARendezvoustoRemember https://terryannmarshall.com/relive-the-memories-with-us/

    Our fingers touched, as if drawn together by magnets. Electricity sizzled. Not as profound as God giving Adam the spark of life, but palpable enough to kindle a warm burn in the pit of my stomach. —Ann, Ch02, A Rendezvous to Remember, https://terryannmarshall.com/glimpses-quotes-of-note/

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