Remember this oldie but goodie? Back in 2006, RedEye reader Joe Benarroch proposed to boyfriend Jason Fournier in Kyra Kyles' Going Public column. Jimmy Greenfield captured it all on tape. Warning: This is a tear jerker.
Popping the question in a RedEye column? You can't get a more "Chicago" proposal than that. But, popping the question at the John Hancock center comes pretty darn close. Mike Hines, a RedEye assistant editor, wrote this story in 2008 about how one dramatic Signature Room proposal almost went awry:
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Get printed: A very Chicago proposal
Angela Roman the Signature Room's guru of elaborate marriage proposals, used to arrange for a window washer--at $2,000 a pop--to drop from the top of the skyscraper with a poster-sized message for some lucky lady. Roman says she'll never forget one woman's reaction to the gesture. The messenger, clad in a sleeveless flannel shirt and with a cigarette dangling from his lips, displayed a sign that read "Will you marry me, Sarah?" and flashed a goofy grin through the glass. Rather than melting Sarah's heart, the question sent her into a panic. "I don't know that man!" she blurted to her boyfriend. "I swear!" Sarah's future hubby smiled and took her hand. "I hired that man," he assured her, revealing a ring. "I'm asking you to marry me." The rest of the diners, rapt by the drama, erupted into applause when she accepted.So, readers, do you know any crazy Chicago proposal stories? Share them below and you may be published in the RedEye!
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Michael H said:
Typical of Chicago, it snowed in April - for one day. I stuck the ring in my pocket just as my girlfriend came walking in. Using the brilliant lie of "checking the laundry", I ran down three flights of stairs and packed a snowball around the ring. Hustling back up, I cracked the door with a smile, pointed to the middle of the room, and said "Can you stand over there?"
Since I was known to surprise her with flowers in such a fashion, she complied and I launched the snowball. She screamed - CAUGHT IT - and threw it back! It exploded like a grenade against my shoulder. Panic surged as the mental image of several thousand dollars sailing out the door and down into the street raced through my brain. "You rat!" she laughed. "It blew up!" I said. "Well, if you didn't wanna get water all over, you shouldn't have thrown it in the house!" she scolded. "Wait," I said, scanning the floor on all fours, "I think there was something in it." "You put a rock in a snowball and threw it at me!?" she screamed. Relief washed over me as I spotted it under the sofa. "No," I said - "this." Still down on my knees, I raised up the diamond. "This yours?" I asked.
She loves saying that I gave her the ring - and she literally threw it back in my face. At least she's still marrying me.
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