In January of 1991, I received a phone call from a dear friend telling me that she had found the perfect partner for me after a few years of mentoring, teaching and love by her and her husband. I continued to get these calls every evening, always being ended with a "Hee, Hee" and no other information. Finally, one evening, she gleefully told me they were a meeting a church group in their home Friday evening and she would be there, and with a very forceful tone emphasized "You WILL be there also, or ELSE". After spending the last couple of years under this couple's tutelage, I knew the "being there" was a much better idea than the "or else". So I showed up that Friday evening, January 9th, 1991.
     After introductions, we played some games, there was some small talk and refreshments. After a little bit, she said she needed to go home. No reason, just had to. I wished her a good evening and she left, and I took our dishes and glasses into the kitchen When my friend asked about what I thought, all I could say was, "I don't know, she left". During the week, though, I kept talking with my friend, trying to figure out what was happening. Finally, I asked if I could have her phone number. She said she would ask and get back to me.
     The next day she called, and told me her phone number and hinted that the young lady sounded eager to have me call.