Connor and I met through his little sister, Addie. She and I (Abby) attended school together and after I graduated, we began spending a lot of time together. At this time I honestly didn't really know which brother was Connor and which one was Mason. The first memory I have of Connor was when Elizabeth McGinnis and I stopped by Stratton Roberts House to pick up Joey Ford for a concert. When we walked in the house, I saw a feast of junk food snacks flowing over the kitchen counter. I, as anyone would, quickly broke off from the group and decided to venture into Stratton's (who I had never met before) kitchen. Almost instantly, a glistening blue bag caught my eye, I peeked over my shoulder to check for snitches, and peeled back the covering to reveal perhaps God's greatest gift other than creation and His Son-- the Oreo Cookie. Just as I was ready to pop one in my mouth, I heard a voice from behind me say, "are those yours?" I stood frozen for a second, wiped the drool from my chin, and turned to see a semi-familiar face. My best friend Addie's brother, Mason.. or was it Connor? I don't know. Regardless I said, "maaaaaybee." Little did I know they belonged to Connor and he is very quick to share anything he has with others, as I learned that night and continued to learn over the next few years. I didn't know until quite some time later that Connor knew exactly who I was that night and was trying to flirt with me. I love that story because it highlights exactly who Connor and I are- He, selfless and willing to share anything he has & me, willing to ask forgiveness instead of permission... like when I started dating my best friend's brother. Sorry Addie.