Twentyeight years ago on Sunday April 6th I asked my sweetheart to marry me. The best thing that I've ever done.
Some things are better left unsaid so I will skip how I asked her. At first we were just engaged to get engaged. By the end of the day we had picked our wedding date and were engaged. For some reason it wasn't a surprise to anyone. We had been dating two months and bets had already been placed on when we would get engaged.
I had this picture posted in my dorm and used to look at it while listening to The Rose. It had just been released and was played all the time on the radio.