Yes.
When he saw my mother, he decided he would marry her. Not ask her out, not date her. He decided that my mother would be his wife.

He was a biker. He saw my mother, pulled up and asked if she wanted to take a ride. She told him to drop dead. This happened several times. The https://twitter.com/landonius3/status/1381390321855107079

last time, my mother was sitting on her front step talking to my youngest uncle (still a child), who decided that *he* would ask my mother to be *his* girl.
“Now would you like to take a ride?”
“You’ll have to ask my mother.”
He got off his bike and walked past my mother and

little uncle right into my grandmother’s kitchen to ask her permission, which he got bc he was “more charming than the devil himself”.

“Now. You can take a ride with me.”

54 years ago.

He says “That was the only time I asked permission for anything” (blah blah life lesson blah) He still thinks I’m a child.