Caroline and I first met in a freshman seminar course at UGA, a small class on originalism and party politics taught by a UGA law professor. While Caroline doesn’t particularly remember any of my contributions in class, she does remember getting a higher grade than me. All I remember from the class was Caroline’s habit of starting a statement with certainty but transforming into a, “Hmmm… I don’t know,” by the end.

After the class, Caroline and I didn’t interact often. I was on a path to graduate quickly and attend law school. However, we did have a mutual friend, Nate, who interacted with my friend group as well as Caroline’s. Toward the end of my third and last year at UGA, the groups intersected at Cutter’s, home of “dollar-beer night,” and Caroline and I reconnected. She’s admitted that she didn’t have high thoughts of me at first, but as it turns out, I was a little more than a “Terry boy.” We chatted about reading, the law, where we’re from, family, and I even tied her shoes. I offered to give her a North Georgia tour since she was going to be interning in Kennesaw and living with her brother and sister-in-law for the summer.

I graduated and got into the University of Virginia for law school. I spent the summer before interning at a CPA firm in Atlanta, ironically working on the financial side of divorce cases. I invited Caroline to a Braves’ game, but didn’t mention it was a date. She later figured it out and asked me quite directly. We kept going on dates, often meeting in the middle after work, and on July 4, I asked her to be my girlfriend.

When it came time for me to leave for Virginia, she cried a lot. I wasn’t experienced with crying women, so I resorted to saying, “Why’re you crying?” in the same high-pitched voice I use when my family’s German Shepherd, Tara, is whining. Caroline was frightened about the distance, but I knew we would get through it. Later, when she came to Charlottesville a few months later, I told her I loved her, and we’ve never looked back, through thick and thin.

Registry

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