One couple's secrets to life-long love

SEATTLE -- In his day, his baritone was much better than Archie's Bunker's. And her soprano sang circles around Edith.

Meet Sam and Daisy, my grandparents.

"It's hard to remember the year," Grandpa said. "Probably 1933 (when they first met)."

That first meeting was at church. So, was her smile simple irresistible? Was she so gorgeous she just stuck out?

"Yeah, in a way," my grandpa said with a grin.

So you went on a date right away, right?

"No," he said. "Probably three years (to ask her out)."

I asked him why it took so long.

"I'm kind of a slow person," he conceded with a laugh.

"I didn't like him much," Grandma chimed in.

Hey! That's my grandpa you're talking about!

"Well, he was kind of ornery," she continued. "He took me for a ride on his bicycle and fell down with me."

At least I now know where I get my gracefulness.

"We got to where we would hold hands and stuff, you know," she told me. "He'd take me swimming."

But you had bathing suits, right?

"Oh yes, we had bathing suits!" she blasted back. "For goodness sake, Brian!"

The two decided to get married.

"I think she asked me," my grandpa said sheepishly, prompting my grandma to yell in the background "I did not!"

Today he is 95, she is 92. And they're celebrating their 73rd wedding anniversary. The secret to a life-long love?

"You give in a lot," Grandpa said.

"You can get mad, but you can get right over it," Grandma said. "That's one thing people do - they just go on and on."

Grandma credits some spiritual help as well.

"You do a lot or praying, and you have to do a lot of forgiving," she said.

Seventy three years together is no easy feat, and neither is a lasting love. And perhaps that's Grandma and Grandpa's point.

"You have to put the other person first," Grandma said. "You have to think a lot of him."