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Our Love Story

Sometime back either on facebook or on one of my blogs, someone asked me to tell our love story–Jerry’s and mine–and a few days ago she reminded me of that for I had promised to do so. This is the perfect time: Valentine’s Day 2013.

I had graduated from high school and just turned 17 when I packed up my things at home in Springfield, MO. and was driven to Apostolic College, a bible school in Tulsa, OK. I had always attended small to moderate-sized churches, so when I arrived at that great school that was a ministry of a dynamic, unusual church pastored by Brother C. P. Williams, and in addition lived on campus in the girl’s dorm, it was so wonderful I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

The stars were aligned, romance for me was in the making, for Jerry was already a student there. He had enrolled the year prior after already graduating with a BA degree with Northwestern State College in Natchitoches, LA. The first time I recall seeing him was in the basement of the church where we had prayer meetings before services started. Someone had received the Holy Ghost and he was dancing as he stood atop two opened folding chairs. He was already a leader among the student body, spoke in some of the services and led in worship. I was a peon from Mo. Somewhat later, someone said to him, “I know someone who has her eyes on you.”

He dismissed the news.”Aw, she’s just a kid.” I must have been a pretty effective kid, though, for soon it was obvious the attraction was mutual. Strict rules were in effect concerning dating, one of which was that a new student could not have a date during the first semester there. We were with each other in the dining room, snack bars, chapel services, other church and school activities, until after the first semester when I could have a date. All dates, though, were chaperoned, and everyone was eager to pick certain chaperones–those who weren’t too strict or too “eagle-eyed.”

I don’t often have extra-sensory, unique things happen to me, but once during this time, I walked into a room where Jerry was–don’t recall exactly the room–and a kind of knowing came over me, and I knew I would marry him. Strange. I didn’t tell anyone–didn’t even tell Jerry until years later that had happened to me. We didn’t have many actual dates, for Jerry left before the end of the school year to go evangelizing. We communicated extensively by letter.

…and then came the day at Swan Lake when he had come back to Tulsa. We were in the back seat of a car, chaperones were in the front, and he asked me to marry him. I said yes. I don’t remember saying it, but Jerry says I answered, “You knew the answer before you ever asked.” šŸ™‚

Flowers at the Edge

We were married in a preacher’s home a few weeks later: June 27th, 1956. We had a two-day honeymoon traveling by car to our first revival in Russellville, Ky.

In the summer of 2011, just after we had celebrated our 55th anniversary, we revisited Swan Lake in Tulsa. Click on either of these pictures to see many more pictures.

55 Years Later

A few days ago as we drove over to Lake Arrowhead, we stopped to admire the scenery and I snapped this picture of my beloved. Lucky, aren’t I.

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(Did I tell you that once in the snack bar, he kissed me! A terrible thing!)

Update: 2/14 12:18 pm Jerry just read this and reminded me he did not kiss me in the snack bar. It was in the ping pong room! šŸ™‚


What about you? Today is Valentine’s Day. Let’s hear your story.

By Shirley Buxton

Still full of life and ready to be on the move, Shirley at 81 years old feels blessed to have lots of energy and to be full of optimism. She was married to Jerry for 64 years, and grieves yet at his death in August of 2019. They have 4 children, 13 grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren...all beautiful and highly intelligent--of course. :)

12 replies on “Our Love Story”

Such a beautiful story. Thank your for honoring my request and sharing with us your love story. I also knew the night that I met my husband that he was everything on my prayer list and the next day at the airport heading home it hit me, that he was the one that I was to marry. God has a way of making us aware and sensative to His will. I feel so blessed that you shared this. I would love to see pictures of your newly wed years and so on. Much love, Dieanna


Such a precious and sweet story. Thanks so much for sharing it with us!

You’re welcome, Charlotte. Trust all is well with you and your family.


O my goodness Mom; I don’t recall ever hearing this account of you and Dad, just bits and pieces. What a beautiful and telling story.
It’s astonishing to think of you leaving home at 17 and being married so young. Wow. Glad you kept your eye on that young evangelist!

Love you so much Mom and Dad.
Happy Valentines Day!

Sweet Rebecca! Yep, kept my eyes on your dad . . . so we could get you, the best daughter anyone could ever have. Love.


I dictate my story, with the help of Anonymous !!! See Above!! (My precious wife Dede. Soon we will celebrate our 44th anniversary.) It was all over the day I told her all my plans for the future. Police Academy…quit laughing…Nice little house with white picket fence…etc. She looked at me with those big blue eyes and said…”Where do I fit in those plans?” Aw…did I allready say it was all over !! Best part…she prayed for my wretched soul for lots of years..till I came back to the LORD JESUS! Love You Dede!! Dean

Dean, you know it: God blessed you abundantly when he gave you Dede. She is above precious. . . and she didn’t do badly to hook up with you. Love you both so very much. Proud of you . . . so proud.


The most beautiful love stories are those that endure. At almost 57 years, yours is exquisite.

Our love story began on the last night of Camp Meeting in Santa Maria, 1989. Les was a recent Tennessee transplant and I was a native Californian. We started Senior Camp together the next day (he turned 26 that day and I was 25 a last year camper!) and never looked back! Youth Camp has always played a big part in our lives, many years later we learned that we both received the Holy Ghost in June 1974 (he in TN, me in CA)

Nearly 22 years of marriage have flown and I can easily say I love him more today than yesterday, but not at much as tomorrow šŸ˜‰

Congratulations on your 22 years . . . wishing many more for you. Thank you for sharing your story.


Nothing like a “TRUE” love story on Valentine’s Day, thanks for warming my heart. Hope you both have a lovely Valentine’s Day.
XO Melina

Thank you Melina. I love you with all my heart, and again want to thank you for being such an outstanding wife to Michael. Blessings……always…….


Bro. And Sis Buxton that wa such a beautiful story ,just loved it.You have been a great example for Dean and I.It made me cry cause I know all that you both have been through there is no greater love then you both have.God bless you both and love you so much..

Dede, you are so precious and dear to us. Love from my heart. Thank you for sharing here.


That’s a great love story! It’s obvious that God had great things in mind for the Gerald Buxtons from the beginning.

Our love story involves a chemically enhanced beach bum and a small-minded preachers kid from an even smaller church. It’s taken God over 20 years of working out all the “I’ll never…..” statements once declared, but I think He’s finally got us where we can be used for His kingdom!

… and there’s NO better place in the world! Thanks for being such a beautiful example of how awesome life can be when you allow God to be in charge.

I love & admire you and your husband.

Holly, Holly. Love stories can’t get much better than God putting together two unlikely people and making such a dynamic team for His kingdom. A chemically enhanced smart-as-a-whip young man tied up with a brilliant young lady who says, “I will never be a preacher’s wife”….Amazing. Simply amazing. What a ride we’re on. What an exciting life.

I’m incredibly proud to call you friend. …….love


Sweet, sweet story! Thank you for sharing!

Johanna, thank you so very much for visiting here and for leaving a comment. Our stories vary, but we who have the love of a man of God are uniquely blessed. My love to you and Brother Kern.


Gave me tears. I’m glad you and Dad love and take care of each other. What a great example you have given us.

Sent from my iPhone

And tears came to me as I read your response–you, my second son–you, a true man of God. How proud I am to be your mother.


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