My grandmother was 18 when she married her first husband, who was 67. They were married about five years (and had three children) before he died.
Youngest–high school sweet hears who got married at 16, divorced by 19. The discovered that they had changed so much in three years that they were not the same people. But it wasn’t at all acrimonious or bitter; they went on to better things.
Oldest–can’t think of any past age of 50…
About 25 to 30 years ago, our church membership included parents of a son in his late 20’s who got engaged and married a lady in her mid-80’s. They 1st met when she needed a handyman to work on her house. They hit it off. It got a bit of local press at that time; the county newspaper interviewed the groom wondering out loud if this was about the money or property, but he’d claimed he had signed a premarital agreement that would leave him nothing when she died. About the only assets she had was a small house and Social Security. She made it pretty clear that she was quite taken by him. The marriage lasted till she died a few years later, and he moved on.
People who knew them told me that the affection seemed genuine between them. I saw a college friend one morning after a service and mentioned about the couple in passing to her. She then told me that she’d seem them in church a while ago (that’s when I found out the parents of the groom went to our church). She was also offended by there presence there. “Was it because of their age difference?” I asked. “No, because they acted inappropriately during service!” she replied, “The wife kept pawing at her husband during the service and he didn’t seem to mind at all!” I was a loss for words, but then I was laughing so hard that I started coughing. 
My husband’s auntie was 72 when she married for the first time. The bridegroom was 83. They had 12 lovely years together before he died just last year. Very sweet.
My asshole ex-husband married his secretary who is 19 years younger then him.
And I vaguely remember going to a friend’s wedding just out of high school so she must have been barely 18.
The largest age gap is my parents, who are 15 years apart. It’s never really been an issue, but because my Nana was fairly young when she had my mother (19) it means that my grandmother and father are only four years apart.
The youngest marriage is probably that Nana who married my grandfather when they were both about 19 - no prizes for guessing the circumstances, but their marriage was successful and lasted until my grandfather died in his late fifties.
My grandfather’s uncle (so is that my great-great uncle?) married when he was well into his late eighties, to a woman of a similar age. She had been married before, he was a lifelong bachelor. The wedding was very sweet and they had a happy life together for about five years before she died. Her family were horrible about him though, they thought he was after her house and money which was totally not the case. He didn’t want to “live in sin” so felt he needed to be married to move in with her, that was all.
I know of (though don’t personally know) a couple who got married when both were 16 (the girl was pregnant). That was 6 or 7 years ago, I have no idea if they’re still together.
The oldest I know of was a guy that got married at 95 to a woman in her late 70s. This was 2 or 3 years ago. Last I heard she was having trouble because she’s Canadian and hasn’t been able to immigrate to the US, so they don’t live together.
Biggest age difference I know of is a kid that I went to high school with (he’s 2 years younger than me). Shortly after graduating, he married his best friend’s mom, who was in her mid-50s at the time. That was around 5 years ago, as far as I know they’re still (happily) together. So age difference there of approximately 37 years.
Youngest: my cousin, not quite 18, married and pregnant when we graduated high school. We graduated the same year.
Oldest: me, married at the ripe old age of 33. (Yes, that is old for my family.)
I would count my mother and her second marriage, but considering she forgot one small detail, it doesn’t count. The detail: divorcing my dad. Yeah.
Hi Brynda! Glad to hear you’ve found someone!
I am 36 almost 37. I went on a date today with a man I guessed was about 45-50 years old. When he told me he was 66, I about fell off my chair. I like this man a lot. This would be his third marriage and my second marriage. He has five kids and I have four kids. Financially, he is ok but not rich. We just connect and he looks awesome for being 66. I am definetly attracked to him. I don’t know if I should date him, more seriously, or not. If we were to marry this is a whopping 30 year age difference. This would make me the biggest age difference couple that I know.:smack:
My parents married at 19 (dad turned 19 two days after wedding, mom a month later) Counselor was about 33. Can’t think of a May/December couple.
My husband is 20 years older than I. Once I hit my forties, it really hit me that this was too much of a difference. I’m a youthful energetic person and hoped I could keep him at my level; he began to pull me down to his. Once I thought about how amazingly in touch and lively my 67 year old Mom is; and compared that to how my husband would be 87 when I was that age, I could barely take it. Our court date for divorce proceedings is tomorrow. 
Just in my family…
My mom was 17 when she got married to my day, who was 19. They were both in college. Mom had my older sister at 17 as well.
My dad’s 2nd marriage happened in 1981. His wife (they’re still married) is 23 years younger than he is.
My great grandmother on my mom’s side got married for the second time at 82. His name was George and he was born in 1899(!!!). Talking to him was great. He’d seen it ALL.
Lady Chance and I are only 54 days apart in age. I’m the older and she beats on me about it for those 54 days. It’s an annual ritual.