I was nervous.
I walked with the group, older students catching up from summer, and freshmen like me, wondering whether a work study job in the biology department was going to suck.
They tried to scare us kids. The mean, towering, white-haired professor loved his library. Handle the books right. Don't slack off. Do a thorough job.
We were going upstairs to do the annual cleaning.
There was a girl in the group I secretly watched. A little quieter than the others, more watchful, but still part of the action. She seemed so comfortable with college life compared with me. I knew nothing.
I caught her eye for a moment.
Dark in the distance. Mysterious and pretty.
Lingering a little longer than anyone else's.
In that moment, I saw something different--how aware she was. That she was not just floating on the surface. She might be someone searching the same depths that I was seeking.
Months later, when I was close to her, I learned that those dark eyes were really green.
--September 1988, Franklin & Marshall College. The day I met Aine.
On May 23, 1992, we were married.
Happy Anniversary, Aine!!! Sweet 16th.