Exchanging vows

The first memory I have of Marvin was actually not with the person but with the name. I had gotten pulled over by a policeman after a church service and, to me, it didn't seem justified. When I told my church family about the incident my pastor's wife said, "You should have told the officer that you knew Marvin Hill. That's our cousin and he's a Highway Patrolman!" As fate would have it our churches merged about 2 years later. I had worked with Marvin on a couple of outreach projects in the community and considered him a friend and brother. We had built a good relationship over the past 4 years. One day Marvin called me on the phone (which was unusual) and said, "I've got a friend who's giving free rides in his new Corvette. Do you know anyone who would like to go?" Now, no one can accuse the text of being very poetic but I cherish it because it was full of courage and even a little humor. About an hour later Marvin showed up on my door step and whisked me off on our very first date. And, as they say: The rest is history!