I first met Loren in college when she was teaching supplementary instruction psychology classes at U of M Dearborn. I was taking my last credit for graduation for my computer science degree. The sessions were during a timeslot that I couldn’t leave campus between classes anyway, so I figured I’d go. Loren showed up to the library with some books and a laptop. She pulled out her USB to share some files with us for the lesson, and I couldn’t believe what I saw. Loren’s USB was irreparably mangled, barely holding on, and she was using it for all her important documents. She didn’t know what to do, so I offered to help. I pulled the documents off the USB, all while cracking some jokes and giving her a hard time about her technology habits. Loren says I saved the day, and I humbly admit that she’s right. For the rest of the semester, we talked a lot and got to know each other. At the end of the semester, I built up the courage to ask her out to a concert with me. I picked her up and we drove two hours to East Lansing, talking about music, Animorphs books, and food. We had a great time and the rest is history.