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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    August 28: The Day MLK Called to Me

    August 28: The Day MLK Called to Me

    You know how some dates remain in your mind forever—the place, the time, the “feel” of an incident? Today marks one of those days—not only for all of us as a nation, but for me personally: It’s August 28, 1963, Wednesday, late afternoon: I’m driving Red Mountain Pass...

    Memories of World War Two: My Dad on Guam

    Memories of World War Two: My Dad on Guam

    Photo: Military supplies on Guam awaiting sorting and shipment, 1944. Photo from souvenir booklet in the Garretson family archives. We like to play a mental game we call “Where was I when . . .” Last week the game took us back to August of 1945 when our fathers were...

    A Shout-Out To Sir Jacob Vouza, An American Hero

    A Shout-Out To Sir Jacob Vouza, An American Hero

    Yesterday—August 7—marked one of those significant events in American history that slip by without notice: no celebrations, no fireworks, no memorials. Let’s at least give it a shout out: Here’s the context: World War II—After Pearl Harbor (December 7, 1941), the...

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    THE PEACE CORPS AT 60: AN AWKWARD CELEBRATIONIt’s a milestone birthday week for the Peace Corps: The big 60!Sixty years since September 22, 1961, when JFK signed the legislation creating the Peace Corps.Sixty years of memorable events: of the first 51 Volunteers arriving in Ghana in the fall of 1961; of rapid expansion—500 volunteers in nine countries by the end of that year; 15,000 by June of 1966; of service in 142 countries. Sixty years—240,000-plus Volunteers!But today, the Peace Corps lies in suspended animation, a victim of Covid-19. No Volunteers are serving abroad. None. Zero.In eight days, beginning on March 16, 2020, the Peace Corps brought every Volunteer back home to the U.S.—6,982 of them. None have gone back—at least not officially.Despite the hasty (but well-executed) exit, the Peace Corps lives on. There’s staff in the Washington D.C. headquarters. The Biden budget sets aside $410.5 million for Fiscal Year 2022, and the agency says it will send Volunteers to Belize in 2022. But as of yet there’s no firm start-up date.What a loss! Not only to the world, but to a new generation of Americans.Annie and I spent seven years in the Peace Corps—two as Volunteers in the Philippines; three as the country co-directors of programs in the Solomon Islands, Kiribati, and Tuvalu; and for me, two years in the Washington headquarters.For us, it seems like yesterday when Annie and I stepped from that Philippine Airlines flight onto the tarmac in Tacloban City, Leyte, one bright September day in 1965. We were newly minted Volunteers, six months married—Tacloban would be our home for the next two years.I arrived in the Philippines a budding young newspaperman—with a journalism degree and a short stint as editor of the Glendale (AZ) News-Herald—and with hopes of someday owning my own small town newspaper. Annie had a BA in English and a year’s experience teaching English at Glendale Union High School. She wasn’t as clear about her long-term goals.Those two years changed our lives forever—as Peace Corps service has done for thousands of other Volunteers. What an education!But that was only the beginning. We had no idea what grand adventures lay ahead. Sample them at terryannmarshall.com/terrys-blog-uncensored/Photo: Our home in Tacloban City: built for us by students at Terry’s school, the Leyte Institute of Technology. ... 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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