A childhood belief about marriage

When I was little, I asked my mother how people found their spouses, and she told me that, when women wanted to get married, they went out and looked for a husband. (This is how I remember her explanation, at any rate. In reality, it was probably not this simplistic.) Anyway, for several years, the image in my mind of what it looked like when people decided to get married was a woman walking down the street calling, "Who wants to marry me?" It was always the same street, too--this place by the train station where we used to pick my dad up from work.