Welcome Family & Friends

For those of you who have been to a coed summer camp before; I'm sure you came home with at least one crush or even a camp GF/BF! You couldn't wait to get home and tell all your friends about your summer time romance! THIS IS NOT OUR STORY. As I'm sure you know, John and I both have heart conditions. With a twist of fate, both of us were introduced to Camp Del Corazon; a summer camp on Catalina Island for children with congenital heart disease. John, a California native knew all the "COOL KIDS" that have been going to camp since it began. And I came from Arizona years later, with all the other infiltrators! John was the camp clown, outgoing, and mostly...well liked. I was the quiet, chunky, awkward girl that counselors would force other campers to include. I remember coming in contact briefly with John over the years; He might have even signed one of my camp shirts. Our story didn't really start until many years later as camp counselors... The first time we met was at a counselor staff day, doing some kind of silly "get to know you" game; and frankly I was instantly annoyed. We were assigned to different sessions of camp that year but I came up on John's Facebook as a suggested friend. Over the next year, we would have random Facebook interactions. We talked about movies, travel, beer, music, and our jobs. The crazy thing we found in common was not our heart conditions, but a California local band called, Diminished 7. I think I came across them on Facebook, looking for new metal to listen to, and John just happened to have grown up and remained close friends with the lead singer (Co-Best Man) Alex Crescioni.

I was living in Dallas, Texas. Halloween was around the corner, and John just happened to be coming to Texas for a Vampire Ball, while touring and filming, Diminished 7. Unfortunately, I lost my job and moved back to Arizona before halloween, but fortunately they had a stop on their tour in AZ. My friend and I met up with the band before the show. I don't know if I was more excited to see John or meet the band!? John and I's first exchange was so blase`. John's opening line, in an attempt to seem uber cool was, "Hey, What's up?" I was again, instantly annoyed and wanted to leave. I think we would have, but for the fact that I wanted to see the band play! I had been talking to John for over a year and warming up to the idea of being at least friends with this Hollywood resident who was working on movies, knew metal bands personally, and it didn't hurt that he'd been working out! I was not impressed. After a couple beers, we were more relaxed and headed next door to the completely empty venue...save a few Hell's Angels. SOMEHOW, sometime, during this crazy night; Two seemingly indifferent people, with few things in common, became more than friends. Over the next two years, I would visit John in California. I still wasn't sure I even liked the Guy! I had always imagined myself marrying a cool, bearded, motorcycle riding, musician whose a little rough around the edges. And here was John; A goofy, sensitive, clean cut, cat loving guy who would only wear cargo shorts and flip flops. At camp he would yell, "TRINKET!!"(my camp name) at me from across the courtyard; causing severe blushing! Other male counselors would say" I think Movieman(John's camp name) has thing for you! It was as if I was a camper again, except it was the way I wish camp would have been. I had a summer camp crush, and I couldn't wait to tell all my friends about it. That brings us to now... I moved to California. We got Disney Annual Passes. John Proposed. I said, "YES", so I guess I like the guy.