My Bestest Friend (or, The Kid in My Calc Class)

Once upon a time, back in January 1988, there was a young miss who attended her Linear Algebra classes at university. In one of the first classes, a cute boy came late to class and sat in the back of the classroom. She would sneak looks at him, only to see him not so subtly staring at her. She was smitten.

Her poor mother had to endlessly hear about this wonderful, stupendous 'Kid in My Calc Class', as he was referred, particularly the weekend she came home after seeing him talking to a girl, which obviously meant the girl had to be his girlfriend.
(She wasn't)

As fate would have it that evening, when she saw him talking to this girl (and, of course, he happened to look her way), she was walking out of the dorm to meet her Dad to go home for the weekend. It was late in the evening, so she had on her glasses, no makeup, totally straight, just-washed hair, her scrungiest sweats, and dragging a full laundry bag behind her. Oh, where was the nearest hole to crawl into?!?

January turned to February. Lots of staring went on during classes (When he actually showed up. It was a 9:00am class, afterall) and every so often they might utter a word to each other.

On February 29, 1988, they happened to be in the same computer lab, sat next to each other and actually struck up a conversation. When the lab closed, they walked back to their dorm and rode the elevator up. He came to her room with her, and they talked and laughed and joked the entire night, just like old best friends.

The next day, they decided they were a couple.

On October 10, 1998, they decided to keep each other for good.


The Kid in My Calc Class (circa 1989):



At the altar: