One morning when my alarm went off I sprang out of bed and made for the far edge of my desk where the alarm was precariously perched atop a styrofoam take out box. I went approximately 3 feet before my feet got tanlged up in the assorted clutter and down I went with a crash. Tim woke up, rolled over, looked at me and, without skipping a beat, said "short yardage gain."
This picture was taken moments after Sarah and I got engaged, and subsequently kissed for the first time. That's why we were all smiles. It was a bitterly cold day in February. I asked her to marry me on Rock Dundar down below the house on the frozen lake shore. The lake was dotted with fishing shanties and parked pickup trucks, and a wind was howling off the lake and blowing Sarah's hair around. It was a nice kiss, and she was wearing the ring we had purchased through the proceeds of our partnership in the recycling business.