Marie's paternal grandpa served in World War I, as did both my grandfathers. While serving far from home, he started receiving letters from a young Ohio woman who was part of a group writing letters to lonely soldiers. Through the letters, they realized they had something special. Once he was back after the war, they arranged to meet. They fell in love, and were married on what they then called Armistice Day, Nov. 11, the day he got to come home to her after the war. Every year they would celebrate the day by sharing chocolate covered cherries. That continued even after Armistice Day was changed to Veterans Day, and through all of their six-decade married life.