in the beginning

i just realized i had not posted here the story of our beginnings, mine and David. we met at TCJC in '68...my 2nd year and David's 1st, at college. we were both so young and so naive and open for new possibilities.

we both worked registration in the fall of '68, sitting across the room from one another. i noticed this tall, lean young man glancing my way from time to time...i also noted how handsome he looked and sweet. he sent me a note one day saying he thought i was beautiful! wow. i sent one back and said he was cute too. then registration ended.
well, as spirit would have it, on the work study program i was assigned to the library, which i loved, and David was assigned to work in the instructional media department - located in the library of course. we started meeting at breaks and talking and getting to know each other. David would do card tricks for me and i would profess amazement.
he told me early in the relationship that he wanted to marry me. i told him i was not getting married at all. period. so instead, we became really good friends...for my part anyhow. David never stopped hoping i would change my mind.
the winter and spring and summer came and we were on the streets together protesting the Viet Nam war; handing out info, attending memorium services, and marching. we went to the Lewisville Pop Festival with another friend in August of '69 (fantastic - more on that later). we went to concerts and events and by the end of that year we were almost inseparable. 'dates' happened with others and still neither of us committed to anyone else.
early in 1970, David formally proposed. i said no again. however i was weakening in my resolve to stay single. then one morning in March, - maybe the birds singing and the sun shining made me let go of my resistance - i asked if the offer still stood. he was so happy and so was i...i had decided to marry my best friend.