Anniversaries Of Sorts
I did mention this to my wife, but a week ago last Saturday, February 15th, marked the 37 anniversary of the date upon which I offered up to my wife the ever so romantic proposal to marry me. I do suppose that whole thing demands context... So we met in the fall of 1987. I had attended the wedding of some friends and watched the Minnesota Twins win a World Series. I had also run a business selling and building lofts for students at the university I attended. The business came about through sheer dumb luck, as I believe it's called, because a good friend of mine and I broke the unwritten rules. That's a much quicker story - we decided we were going to improve our upcoming dorm rooms by building better lofts. The rooms we had obtained, on the third floor of Benet Hall at St. Johns, were, like most dorm rooms, quite small. These rooms were eight feet wide, fifteen feet long, and twelve feet tall. Each room was dual occupancy, so as you ...