The story all began on a wind chilled spring afternoon. The sun was out, birds were singing their songs, and kids were out playing. It was a day of perfection when she arrived. I was wearing my red state wrestling sweatwhirt that read, Moody 103 on the back. I was sitting in the softball stands enjoying the game, obviously not knowing that my life was about to change. The crowd suddenly became silent, and doves flew overheard. The young boys began fainting and falling out of the bleachers in awe. By this time my curiousity was aroused. I quickly turned aroung just in time to see a dazeling beauty looking right at me from a distance. Shocked i swung around facing the game again. Her beauty hit me by surprise, I wasn't expecting such a gorgeous girl. . . . . . . . . . . . TO BE CONTINUED

1:00p.m. at Beacon Hill Saturday May 2nd

Will be held at Beacon Hill as well right after the wedding ceremony.

We will be leaving right after the reception, DUH!