Callie's Version: I like to think that the universe conspired to bring us together. In this version our story our paths crossed years before we met in Carmel Valley. I was living in Mendocino at the time, a picturesque coastal village in Northern California. I learned during one of our exchanges that Hart had visited Mendocino during the time that I had lived there. He was attending a wedding, and our paths may have even crossed that evening at the only legitimate bar in town...Dick's Place. Years later, circumstances led us both to Carmel Valley, where our paths crossed again at the Running Iron, Carmel Valley's equivalent of Dick's Place. Hart's Version: One night at the Running Iron, an angel came in the door with Russell and Philly Jeff. She danced like Aphrodite then fled into the night. After several months of ignoring my texts, she came to a house concert with me on Ford road in Carmel Valley. We met some friends after for a drink and on that first date Justin said, "Marry her". As usual, he turned out to be right. Callie is driven, intelligent, and beautiful and has made every day of my life with her like a dream.