I'm Tobin Low, sitting in for Ira Glass. There's a story in my family that I love. It's actually a story about love, and it's one that I both fully enjoy, and is also the source of many years of romantic frustration. It starts with my mom as a teenager growing up in San Francisco Chinatown. A woman at the church she went to comes up to her one day, and says I have a nephew who's just perfect for you.
And I'm going to set up this date, and you're just made for each other. You have to meet each other. And she was determined to make that happen. Maybe you can see where this is going.
Anyway, my parents were both invited to a party where they could see each other for the first time. So there's a room full of people, and I don't know which one he's going to be. And so I'm sort of scanning the room, and I look at some people and think, oh, well, maybe that one has a really good personality. So you're saying there were some real uggos in the room.
Well, they were just-- you know, they probably have a great personality. And so when I finally got introduced to him, I just was so relieved that he was good-looking. He met my expectation of what I hoped it would be. It was like, this huge sigh of relief. My dad was 19 at the time. My mom, Their first date was at a French restaurant. She liked his good looks and that he was kind. He liked how quietly assured she was.
Afterwards, they went to the movies, saw The Graduate, watched Dustin Hoffman bust Katherine Ross out of that wedding chapel, her bouquet still in hand. By the end of the date, they knew they had something special.
