Victoria and John Fraschilla of Malverne met as teenagers and just celebrated their 30th anniversary. Victoria recalls the night they met.
On Christmas Eve, 1977, I attended Mass at St. Edmund's Roman Catholic Church in Brooklyn with my friend Christine. Her boyfriend was there with his friend John. After services, they asked if they could both walk us home. Christine and I lived on the same block.
I was only 14 and John was 17. We knew of each other from mutual friends, but this was the first time we met. When we got to Christine's house, she invited us inside. John and I sat across the table from each other. Every so often we would glance over at each other and exchange bashful smiles.
The four of us discussed a friend's party we were planning to attend in a couple of weeks. Later, John walked me to my house.
On the night of the party, John and I spent most of the time talking and getting to know each other. He asked me out on our first date.
When he picked me up for the date, he had a cast on his right hand; he played football and injured it during a game. We went to see "Rocky," and during the movie he tried to hold my hand, but the cast made that very awkward. Afterward, we stopped at a diner for something to eat.
John and I continued dating, and six years later, on Oct. 3, 1982, we were married at the same church where we first met.
We have a daughter and a son. John is a construction supervisor for Western Beef Inc. I worked as an aesthetician and am now a full-time homemaker. I also volunteer once a month with the "Look Good . . . Feel Better" program at Nassau University Medical Center in East Meadow. We enjoy spending time with family and friends and are thankful for our faith. We also like going to Broadway shows, events at the Tilles Center, dining out and traveling.
This year, John and I celebrated our 30th anniversary with a cruise to Bermuda. Our children had our cabin decorated before we left and roses and Champagne were waiting in the room for us when we arrived. They also made dinner arrangements for us at a restaurant on Bermuda. As I wrote our story, the song "Always and Forever" played on the radio. It was our wedding song.