I was 21, she was 20. I met her at UGA. I was a party animal, lounge lizard, and overall neer do well. One day this girl walked through the door of my apartment. That changed my life forever. One look and I knew she was the one.
I was reflecting on our anniversaries, and decided the 20th (1988) was my favorite. We checked into a hotel and exchanged gifts. She gave me a black, cashmere topcoat, and ironically, I gave her a mink coat. It was a great night.
PS: I reached in a pocket of that coat last winter and found a price tag. That damn woman paid $900 for it at Nieman Marcus in Chicago. Actually I paid for it as she is a stay at home mom.
This is the girl I married.