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February 18, 2005

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Kat

Oh, love stories! I hope yours turns out to be everything you want. Mine starts in college. I was in a Sports medicine class and a young man sat in one of the last seats available in the class (next to me). We enjoyed the class but really didn't see each other much outside of class. He was a nice guy but nothing truly exciting. Go to the next quarter and I go to my Social Psych class and who walks in but the same guy! Now, this community college had 15,000 students and you really don't run into the same people especially in such different classes. Again we talked and enjoyed each other's company but never really saw each other outside of the class. The 3rd quarter of the year comes around and I'm in my last class. "Where's Mike?" I wondered. I had gotten used to him being in my classes. Just then I hear my name called. I turn around and it's him. He's been wondering where I was. He said he had tried to talk to me at the end of the last class but was a little shy. Nice guy... I gave him my number and after 2 years of dating and 15 years of marriage and a fantastic 11 year old daughter I have my love story.

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