Every year, my dad and a group of his friends play in an an annual golf tournament- 18 holes, followed by dinner, awards, and an after party at someone's house. A few days before the tournament, one of the guys who was set to play, dropped out, leaving an open spot and Joel thought to invite his brother Justin. After a day of golfing, all of the guys headed to the after party that was being held at my parents house that year. It was summer time, and I just gotten off of work, and was heading home to crash the after party. I expected to walk in to the typical crowd, and then I met Justin. We talked all night, shared a few too many Bud Lights, and he asked for my phone number. Justin soon after planned our first date to the Puyallup Fair, and the rest is history.