My maternal grandparents met while they were playing baseball. He decided to introduce himself by giving her instruction on how the game was played. She was a 16 year old beautiful farm girl who didn't think she needed instruction. He was a 18 year old third generation butcher. His father was a biracial butcher who taught him the skill. His grandfather was white.

Later that year they decided to get married. But their parents thought they were too young. So they eloped in a horse and wagon. But the justice of the peace said Big Momma had to be 18 as well or have her parents permission. So they went back home and asked Gramma Lou to reconsider. She did and they got married. They were married for 75 years.