My husband and I met in high school, although we didn't date until we both had graduated. Married almost 36 years.
His mother and his step-father met in the grocery store, however. My husband was about two. The story is that "the man" talked with my husband one week, and the next week when they went back again, he took off running through the store. It was a small town, and so no worries about predators back then. She didn't see him, but heard a little voice from back in the store yelling, "I FOUND THE MAN FOR YOU, MOM!" One of life's more embarrassing moments.