My father was a "confirmed bachelor" until he literally bumped into a cute WAVE posted to the same Navy base in 1945. Their hilarious courtship and wedding should have been a Roz Russell movie -- but all I'll say now is that one of their dates involved shooting rats at the local dump!
They've been married 60 years come October (they're not shooting rats any more, though).
Another good family meeting story is the one my great-uncle used to tell about how he and his wife met. They were both very elegant in manner, but true kooks in their own sweet way --
In any case, Uncle Ben used to say he'd met my aunt when she came into the men's room one night and started looking under the doors. She would laugh as much as he did at that story.