We met on the corner of 54 and Little… that’s how Stirling like to put it but we were holding signs for the upcoming election as a part of union duties. Our chief saw the way he looked at me and knew there was something there even though I was clueless until later that night leaving Molly Malone’s. The manager had a few of us sign our names on the brick wall that night and our names were on the same brick. It holds a special place in my heart as the start of the rest of our lives. We had our first date at the gun range 3 days later and the rest is history.