Alice had no way of knowing when Myron would be coming, but once the guys got there, they only had six or seven hours to spend with their loved ones before they had to leave to make it back to Breckinridge in time.
After the 16-week training, about a year after they had that initial double date, Alice and Myron were at Cole’s gravel pit, south of Oakford, and Myron started to serenade Alice by singing, “Have I Told You Lately That I Love You?”
“Then I slipped a ring on her finger,” he said.
Myron and Alice were engaged, and the next day Myron left for Korea.
They went a year without seeing each other.
“I envy the couples now who can talk on their cellphones to Afghanistan,” Alice said. “Back then we relied on mail and it was slow.”
They were sad to be away from one another for so long.
“It wasn’t very pleasant, but then being in Korea wasn’t very pleasant,” Myron said. “It was a cold winter.”
While Myron was overseas, Alice was a secretary at the Salvation Army.
Even though she wrote letters a lot, and Myron wrote every once in a while, there was really no way of letting her know when he’d be coming home.
“I would tell the guys that the second thing I was gonna do when I got home was set down my duffel bag,” Myron said. “I was gonna get married first.”
Myron finally came home at 6 a.m. one morning and Alice was woken up by her dad with the good news.
“There she is,” Myron thought when he saw Alice standing in her pajamas on the staircase. “She was hopping down the stairs pretty quick.”
They were married 10 days later at the Methodist Parsonage in Richmond on April 25, 1953 when Alice was 20 and Myron was 23.