Lowell Wilson was mesmerized by Becky Alexander’s spunky personality from the moment she asked him to pay club dues.
Becky, 17, was the treasurer of Wabash Rural Youth in 1958, and it was 22-year-old Lowell’s first meeting. He was a new agriculture teacher in the area and wanted to get to know other young adults his age. Once he saw Becky, he knew he definitely wanted to get to know her.
“She was very active and fascinating to watch,” Lowell said of Becky. “She was all over the place and friendly with everybody.”
Lowell wasn’t the only one who noticed Becky that day. Other guys were commenting about her, saying she’d be interesting to date. Lowell agreed and decided right then and there that he wanted to get acquainted with Becky, so he offered to take her home that night after the meeting.
On the way to Becky’s home that autumn evening, she and Lowell decided to make a quick stop for root beers.
“I went to hand her a root beer and she dropped it in my lap," Lowell said. "It was cold.”
It was only an accident, but Becky was kind of embarrassed.
“I figured he’d never ask me out again,” she said. “Who’s gonna ask a klutzy person out?”
Lowell didn’t mind. He liked getting to know Becky. But he didn't know how young she was at the time. She seemed older than her age.
“I couldn’t figure out what a teacher his age would want with a 17-year-old," Becky said. "I was just a little bumpkin from Wabash."
Within two weeks, Lowell asked Becky out for a proper date. They went to a movie in Huntington this time, and like the root beer spill on their first date together, things didn’t go smoothly.