12: Swept off my feet by a Texan

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My Dad’s contact information? What was this guy up to I questioned.

It turned out that John’s internship in Washington DC including doing research in the Agriculture field. My father is a rancher and John was interested in interviewing him to gain insight on what Canadians had experienced. In hindsight, I secretly think John was also doing research on my family!!

After finishing my third year of post-secondary (first year in Texas), I went back to Canada to work for the summer. John ended up staying in DC for a few more months. This may sound bad now, but I didn’t think if him much – other than to possibly tell the “Marriott Boy” story as amusement to my Canadian friends.

Fast forward to August!

I returned to Texas for my final year of University. The first day of class I ran into John.

“Hmmm…he’s looking quite fine” I thought to myself.

Our paths continued to cross quite a few times as the weeks went by.

The Recreation Center was on route between my classes on campus and my apartment. John mowed lawns around the pool and courts. Out of coincidence, Mr. Texas was mowing many days that I would pass by. Looking all attractive with his toned body – he’d smile and wave on my way by. Even with brown hair at the time, I never clued into just how common this occurrence was until we were married and John fessed up. He had figured out my schedule…interesting!

During University, I was lucky to be chosen as a Little Sister then a Sweetheart to the Agriculture fraternity Alpha Gamma Rho. John wasn’t a brother, however many social events were open to anyone.

I recall one day specifically, we had a cookout going on at the fraternity house. Out of nowhere, John arrived looking “Oh Wow, break me off a piece of that!”

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

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