What you all don't understand is, this is common for Pat. Afterall, he has size 22 shoes. Kinda hard NOT to run over them.

 

Met my wife at her high school grad party in 1986. She was dating a buddy of mine. I told him if he wasn't serious about her that I was. Guess I wasn't joking.

 

I met my wife at a store I used to work at. I worked with her boyfriend She said she saw me once and decided then and there she wanted to see me instead!

 

we worked at kohls, large rubber tires. on the rear of the baskets

 

It's a good thing you didn't work in the warehouse and she was a forklift operator.

 

 

I met my wife in pre-school, we started dating a month after graduating highschool, we then married 2 months after graduating college.

 

oh, gotcha, that still hurts haha, when i worked at randalls i had a co worker run over my foot w/ a pallet jack

 

I can't believe no one has thrown this up yet!!

 

A buddies sister invited us to her company Christmas party. We went out first and showed up pretty hammered. I met her there.

I later found out that it was all set up. She was supposed to be there but was at home sick and had one of her other friends check me out first. I guess I passed inspection, even though I was hammered, as she was called and told she should show up. We will have been together 9 years this December.

 

Well ill bite. Met off of Myspace.

Her riding shotgun with me at Road America. Pic isnt too good.

 

Laundry Room at Ford Hood, 4th of July weekend, 1993.

My former girlfriend (of 6 months) was upstairs in my room, naked. It's the 4th weekend 1993, Fort Hood is darn-near desereted, and everyone was gone- or, so I thought. I needed a break, so I went to wash some clothes.

No one's gonna be there, it's the 4th of July- right? (WRONG!).
To my surprise, someone had all the washers tied up. As they stopped, I began to take the clothes out and sit them on top of the dryers, when this stacked little hot mamma walked in- talking about having to hurt me (half my size) if I messed up her clothes. We laughed, and next thing you know, were were talking.
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I'd seen her before (Dec. 1992), but was engaged at the time, so I couldn't pursue her. Three months later (Feb. 1993), my engagement was off, and I was a free agent.

My plan: "No more serious girlfriends", and "hit anything that moves in my direction". I was on a run...

She and I had a mutual friend (E3/PFC), who I tried to tag as well, circa Aug. '92, but ended up in the friendzone). I asked her to hook us up, but she refused. She wouldn't- saying that she was "too mean" and "not my type".
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She was a Sergeant (E-5), I was a Specialist (E-4). We began talking about college, promotion points, etc.. We spent about an hour talking. I left and came back to put my clothes in the dryer, she came back to take hers out, and we talked another hour or so. She asked me if I had a girlfriend in Killeen, to which I replied, "No". She said I was lying... I assured her I wasn't.

My Ex, who was currently in town, was really from Arizona- so, I didn't feel that was a lie (Although it was).

She went her way, I went my way. We didn't exchange numbers or anything.

Two months later, she came by my room, and asked if I wanted to go to lunch (Sunday).. I said, "OK", and that was that... I ended up firing all my girlfriends, and becoming an honest man.

Today, 15 years, 11 months, and some odd days later- we're still together. We've been married 15 years, and 3 months of that time.

 

disneyland, our first valentines day together


recent pic: up at the sacramento delta relaxing

 

I was gonna say... "Yours?" But, Blue beat me to it... LOL