One day Harry Hopkins, the timid head of the Works Projects Administration and special assistant to FDR, proposed to Louise Macy. "I was just talking to the President," he remarked, "and I asked him whether he thought you would say yes if I asked you to marry me -- and the President said he thought you would." "As usual," she coyly replied, "the President was right."

[One day a 19th century British soldier threw a bottled marriage proposal into Southampton waters as his ship left port for India. While walking along the quay at Port Said, on his return journey, the soldier spotted a bottle bobbing in the water. He retrieved it, opened it, and read... his own marriage proposal.]