George agreed and planned to ask her father for permission to marry Phyllis.
“We’d been together for a year and a half,” George said. “Nobody else caught my eye. I fell in love with her family. I fell in love with her. I just knew she was the lady of my life.”
After four hours of stalling, her father agreed to the marriage, even though he preferred Phyllis wait until she was 18.
She said was ready to settle down and get married. She didn’t finish her senior year of high school and married George on Sept. 16, 1949, at her parents’ home. She was 17 and he was 22.
During the ceremony, George stood at the bottom of the steps and sang “I Love You Truly” as Phyllis walked down the stairs in her wedding gown.
“She was beautiful as she walked down the steps,” George said. “She was gorgeous.”
The newlyweds went to Niagra Falls for their honeymoon and stayed in cabins for $6 a night.
“You didn’t care where you stayed,” Phyllis said. “You were together. We were just two happy lovebirds.”
Phyllis and George enjoy being married. Their life together has been filled with many positive things, but not everything was joyful. Their first born son of their four children was killed when he was 8 years old after he was hit by a dump truck while he was riding his bike.
“I guess God had a reason that we don’t understand why,” Phyllis said. “It was a horrible thing, but we’ll see him again.”
The Reprogles relied on their faith during their marriage and they started a church out of their home in 1966 that grew so much they built Apostolic Lighthouse in Kokomo just a few years later. George pastored there for 47 years.
These days, 64 years after they married, their daily life isn’t as hectic as it once was. When they wake up, George watches the news and Phyllis reads the newspaper.