It was cold the night we met. This shouldn't be a surprise to anyone who has spent time in Kirksville, as you're all well aware of the bitter winters. I decided to wear a cheetah print fur coat to the party that night, as it 1) was a bold fashion statement and 2) kept me warm from the January chill.

I didn't know many people at the pre-party. I'd practically begged a friend of mine to organize this so I had a chance to meet some of the Sig Ep's before our mixer started later that evening-- despite being in my second year of college, I hadn't made a ton of friends outside of Sigma Kappa.

Fortunately, I recognized someone who walked in: Scotty Williams, who had been in my Public Speaking class the semester prior. I made a b-line to him because I was desperate for at least one familiar face. But as I said hi, I noticed that the guy Scotty was with was wearing a Boston Celtics jersey (no sleeves, by the way). I asked him if he was a fan and told him how I'd seen the Celtics play in Boston a few weeks prior while in New England for Christmas. He smiled and told me that he was, before asking me which sports I followed. Within that 10 minute conversation, I rattled off everything I knew about sports, desperately hoping it would impress him.

And I guess it did because a few months later, he asked me to be his girlfriend... and four years after that, he asked me to be his wife.

-Catt

The night that we met started out like most weekend nights. I was hanging out at the chapter house before going out. We had a mixer with Sigma Kappa, and Scott told me that some people were going over to a pre-party with some of the girls beforehand. That sounded fun to me, so off we went.

I recognized a few people there, but not everyone. Soon after walking in, this girl wearing a fun cheetah print jacket came over and started talking to me. I thought she was really cute, and she even impressed me by talking about the Celtics and how she recently went to a game (I was wearing a Celtics jersey). I could tell this girl was very smart, and all I wanted to do was keep talking to her all night, which I did. The talking continued, and a few months later I asked her to officially be my girlfriend.

That was the best decision I ever made, as four years later I asked her to marry me, making me the luckiest and happiest man in the world.

-Jer