My paternal grandparents attended the largest high school in the Bay Area. Each year the school hosted “Hello Day” as an effort for the students to better know each other. The rules were that you had to shake hands and introduce yourself to anyone with whom you came into contact that you didn’t already know.
Grandma and Grandpa had friends who were dating. Those friends decided Art and Jeanette would be perfect for each other, so they arranged a meeting. Grandpa’s friend arranged to meet him by the 5th floor trash can during lunch, and Grandma’s friend made the same plans. The friends never showed, and the rest is history.
Every year, on the anniversary of “Hello Day” my grandpa sent my grandma roses with a card that read “Hello again.” I’m sure those were the first words out of his mouth when they reunited in heaven.