It all began on a trampoline...
21 years ago, just after midnight on the 28th of June, 1987, I asked the girl of my dreams if she would marry me, and...she said yes!
We had gone up to Burley to visit Ginger's family. I'd been thinking for several days about popping the question and was scared to death! I remember even going into the bathroom in her parent's house and praying for assurance that I should do it. I knew I loved her, just wasn't sure I was the right man (or enough of a man) for the job.
As I recall we kind of drove around town that night while (unbeknown to her) I attempted to get my courage up. One stop along the way was the Snake River. I remember sitting in a park there thinking that I really wanted to do it but the words just wouldn't come out.
Shortly after midnight (guess that would've made it a Sunday morning) we got back to her house and made our way out to the trampoline. As we lay there together, looking up at the stars, we saw a falling star fly over our heads. "No time like the present," I thought, gulping back the fear. "Did you make a wish?" I asked, half-guessing (and hoping) at what it might be.
"Ginger, will you marry me?" I'm sure the trampoline helped, but that woman can jump! Gratefully she said yes! and thus began the greatest adventure in my life.
Asking her dad's permission the next morning was a sobering moment (I remember Bonnie, my mother in-law to be, falling back in shock on their bed.) I've not always been the smartest kid in class, but that was one of my good days. Best, most important thing I ever did or ever will do.
I love you, Ging, and would ask all over again: "Will you marry me?" Hope your wish came true.
