As much as Nancy marveled at that first missile launch, the launches were such regular occurrences, becoming weekly, she eventually saw so many from her beach apartment that “they became kind of ho-hum.”
It wasn’t long after that Nancy felt the call of the road, and she took off to stay with an aunt in Arizona. During that visit she met Ray, a Highway Patrolman, and the two got married five weeks after meeting. How did the two meet? I wondered and Nancy chuckled and said, “We met though a girl I worked with. She was dating him and she wanted me to meet him, so we all went out to dinner. Her mistake.”
“Everyone said it wouldn’t last,” Nancy recalled, “but we were married 43 years when Ray died.” The two had a pair of daughters, Martie, who now lives nearby, in San Tan Valley, and LeighAnn, who lives in Springhill, Florida. There are also six grandchildren and five great-grandkids.