Rosemary (Joubert) Bump '60 and Forrest Bump '42
Boxers share their story on how they found love under the oaks.
The most significant result of my having matriculated at Pacific university is that of having met and married the woman who became, and still is, my wife: Rosemary Joubert. She is my first and only love; my first and only wife.
I was too shy. Rosie flirted with me, teasing me because she thought my name was funny. That's how we got acquainted. Rosie had a music scholarship to Pacific. She lived in a dorm, and I was courting her. They had strict hours. Males couldn't enter the dorm after 10 p.m. I would go downtown and buy her a hamburger late at night, then put it into a paper bag. Rosie would let down a string from her window, I'd tie on the hamburger bag, and send it back up to her. That was our courtship dance.
Rosie's father designed hydro-electric dams and when he was finished at Bonneville, he and the family moved to Dallas Texas where he worked on the Red River dam. Rosemary went too.
I went to Louisville Kentucky to go to medical school, but I kept in touch, and rode the train down to visit her a couple times. She was dating someone I like to refer to as "that stupid cowboy" - although Rosie might not agree with that! Anyway, she was dating the stupid cowboy and I was on fire with jealousy, so I put the pressure on her to marry me. So she ended up with a funny name too!
We've been married 60 years. Not all of it has been easy, but I wouldn't have missed a minute of it for anything in the world. I am as much, or more, in love with her today as the day we married.
Posted by Stephanie Haugen (firstname.lastname@example.org) on Mar 8, 2012 at 3:14 PM
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