On April 24th, 2020 Sam broke free from the confines of COVID encapsulation and he set off on a King Arthur-ian quest, saddling a friend’s $250 pawn-shop bike to the Kingdom of the North: Dallas. The goal of all this: have an excuse to visit best friend Hance. Little did Sam know that waiting in Dallas was Megan, a young, resplendent maiden eager to be swept off her feet. And let me tell you, boy oh boy did she fall. Faster than Texas football's notoriety. After 19 hours on the saddle, Sam turned up in Dallas with a crazed look, a glorious moustache, and a ripe coat of sweat and urine – why urine you ask? Ask him sometime. He’ll sound like a real idiot explaining it. Megan and Sam’s first interaction had him using her phone as a plate for his pizza and Megan not feeling comfortable enough to tell a stranger to not be so rude. She really “married up” if you ask me. However, the tides began to turn when after Sam’s first week in Dallas, the motley COVID quarantine crew went to visit Megan’s parents at the farm. Sam spent the weekend mounting cows, eating raw eggs, dunking over Mrs. Moore, and confiding in Hance his interest in Megan. Megan was fun-loving, easy-going, curious, adventurous, tbh a little crazy, had a massive heart for people, and, above all else, loved Jesus Christ to the extent that Sam could pinpoint this after only 1 week of knowing her. Sam was in!! By May 18, Sam had sent the following text to Hance: “Mark my words, I think I might marry this girl”. We spent the next few months indulging in a shared passion and what would be a defining characteristic of our relationship: travel. The first week of dating was visiting Nashville. Next was Mt. Rushmore followed by Branson, Chicago, San Diego and by the time it was all said and done, 16 states visited and an engagement in New York City! We couldn’t be more thrilled to spend life together and want each and every one of you to be apart of this new journey. Love yall and Gig'em Aggies!