It was a bright and cheerful day, and something was in the air. It wasn’t love though cause Tre was on the prowl. Zig zagging through Castro Valley Hills looking for any opportunity that remotely resembled a good time.

At Café 4, that same day a few miles away, sat the girl that would one day stand across from Tre and vow to him her everything. She was sat aside a mutual friend who happened to play in a band with Tre at the time. Tre stumbled in like a frat boy and planned to meet with his friends before heading out to do nothing good. There, he saw her from behind. He could hear her bright & bubbly chatter above the noise. As if it were, Tre levitated 3 inches above the ground and floated directly to the girl.

Without thinking he said, “Hi there!” with the over confidence of a sleazy salesman. She said “Hi!” He said “Have we met before? You look familiar” She said, “Are you Kai’s brother?” He said,“Yeah I am my name is Tre, you’re Megan, right?” Tre looked at their mutual friend Tyler and said what’s up. Tre told Megan that he and Tyler actually played in a band together. She said “Oh really? Do you guys play shows?” Tre and Tyler said, “Yeah we actually played at the Bistro a few months back.” She said “Oh wow with Seaview? I was at that show.” Tre said, “Oh really! I’m the lead singer.” Megan said “Huh, I don’t remember seeing you, maybe you had a different hairstyle or something.” Tre stared blankly and started to doubt his career as a musician.

Megan tapped Tre on the shoulder, while Tre was writing this story in preparation for the wedding. It was dark and Tre was up late as usual in their Berkeley apartment. She said, “Can I hear what you have so far?” He read her an excerpt. She said, “Why do you always have to makeup crazy stories?” He said “Frankly, when I try to recall what happened you disagree with the details, so I’m trying to write what’s true to the narrative.” She said, “What does that mean true to the narrative?” Tre said “Never mind we’re getting too deep. I don’t know Why we’re doing this in the first place. We could’ve just gotten eloped and saved money for a house.” She said, “It’s not even that bad all our friends and family are pitching to help.” He said, “I don’t get why the government has to be involved in our marriage anyways!” She said “Why do you have to get caught up in conspiracy theories? Why don’t you go live in the mountains then?” He said “Well, maybe I will.” She said, “You wouldn’t last a second there you artsy, fartsy pants!” He goes, “I’m just considering our future; I want us to be good and our children to be good and I’m not so concerned with the bells and whistles of a wedding”. She looks at his face, lovingly, saying “We both have good jobs, we have God, and we're surrounded by Love, I know we will be fine.” He said, “Well until we’re established all I have is my word, and these words that I write mean that we have a say in writing our own story.” She said, “how cinematic, If that’s the case I love you.” He said, “I love you too.”

Back to the story. The next few years would be fueled by adventure, packing in as much fun as possible. In the generational trend of extended adolescence, Megan and Tre were fully on board. Megan happily introduced Tre to her parents, who soon after meeting him nicknamed him the Tasmanian Devil. Tre recognized a familiar feeling in their household. It was the same folksy family humor that he had grown up with. A historical tradition of cowboys and an old school way of life with no tolerance for funny business. Oh, and an affinity for Rock and Roll and Motorcycles. In the few times Tre was hospitalized, Megan brought him bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches and organized for his friends to visit him. Something not very many young ladies would do. Slowly, signs of settling down crept in. Megan had gotten her master’s degree in social work, and Tre was taking more interest in reading and writing instead of partying. They got back involved in church and the local community together. Tre supported her education and Megan supported Tre’s creativity through published works and music.

In a season of comfort and stability, Megan & Tre started to think that living selfishly for constant entertainment wasn’t as satisfying at is once was. So, in Tre’s words he said, “Okay I’m ready to get the government involved, and marry you Megan, for a better society and the good of mankind.”

Tre brought Megan to the mountainside in Mendocino and proposed to her on a cliff looking out to the hazy horizon. They are ready to confront the world as a well-oiled machine surrounded in love by their family and friends.