Culture clashes be damned. I am not sure how long my dad was stationed in Korea before they married. I think very few people on either side knew. And if they did know there would have been certain condemnation from the Koreans. The Filipino side would have been completely fine and would have welcomed my mother.
I don’t even know what kind of ceremony took place. Likely a courthouse with a friend from the ship and art school as witnesses.
My mother turned her back on her family and never looked back. Or rather her family turned their back on her. They were soon bound for San Diego courtesy of the US Navy
Childhood lost 