The first time we saw each other again, after some years, we were attending a mutual friends wedding. I remember glancing over at him and thinking, Oh, wow, he’s hot. So, I walked over to him and asked him the standard questions... "How are you? Are you married? Have any kids? Do you have a job? A house? What's your story?" He answered, "Good. No. No. Yes. Yes. I'm here." I then asked, "Would you like to visit me in Long Beach some time?" He answered, "No." So I turned around and went back to my seat. As my girlfriend and I were dancing, he came over and asked if he could "cut in"? Of course, I let him and that's the last of the night I recall with him (although, he claims we kissed goodnight). A few weeks later we chatted on the phone and the next thing I knew he was on a (3 hour) train ride to visit me. That is when I knew for sure, HE IS THE ONE! He obviously knew I was THE ONE long before that but I'll let him tell you his story....