World War 1 ended on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month in 1918. November 11 was celebrated as Armistice Day till President Eisenhower changed it to Veterans Day in 1954.
On the 30th anniversary of Armistice Day, in 1948, my parents married. They eloped, riding a train from Northeast Arkansas to Memphis TN.
Unfortunately, all the marrying places in Memphis were closed. They found a taxi driver who said he would drive them to Hernando MS for $20.
There they found a Pastor Vincent. (I met him about 30 years later.) He performed their ceremony. Mom was 15; Dad 21.
The can driver served as their witness. Mom remembers he was an odd looking fellow who had a v-shaped hole in the top of his left earlobe. Stranger than fiction, yet all true.
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