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It all started on Feb. 20, 1985, in Shafer Hall, after the Ash Wednesday service. Steve and I attended separately but noticed each other as we waited to have a word with Father Larry. My first thought was “Wow, he’s so cute. but he would never talk to me.” So I didn’t give him a second thought.
We were neighbors in High Rise but somehow had not run into each other. Over the next few weeks, Steve introduced himself. He pronounced his name “Buskit.” I thought if I ever married him, it would have to be pronounced properly, the French way. We would run into each other in the hall, at parties and on retreat at Ender’s Island.
One day he came to our apartment door and asked for popcorn. Then he asked for oil, and when the next knock came, he needed to borrow a pan. Then he asked me if I knew how to cook popcorn on a stove. Ithought, “Geez, he’s cute but not very organized — why didn’t he ask for all it at once?” I was just not getting the message!
A few weeks later, Apartment 675 had a party and Steve and his roommates showed up. The rest as they say, is history. We got married on Oct. 26, 1991, in Guilford, CT, and Father Larry officiated. In 1993 we welcomed our first child — Alexandra. In 1996 Max was born. They are now 25 and 22. This fall we will celebrate our 27th wedding anniversary
