In the summer of 1956, Jim pursued Macon by offering to drive her to her job. “I thought he was so annoying!” she says. “He’d ride alongside me in his old Ford, going 10 miles an hour and calling out the window.” She fell for him after one date and they wed two years later. It hasn’t always been an easy ride for the Raleigh, North Carolina grandparents of four, who struggled with poverty and the sudden death of their son, Mark. But they’ve never abandoned one another. Says Jim, “Macon and I believe, Let’s do what’s right and good―and do it together."