How We Met: Her Version
Charles and I had an environmental class together our first semester
at UNC. I remember him as the guy who sat on the left end of the table
and wore “Little Hawk Marching Band” shirts all the time.
My first memory of an interaction with Charles was when he made fun of
me in class. I talked to people before class started, of course, and
happened to notice that I was the only one talking all of a sudden (everyone
had been talking a moment earlier, in my defense). So I said something
about it, and Charles said, ”Well look at the clock!” We
still fight about it sometimes. Judiciously, my second memory of a specific
interaction with Charles was to note that he loved German windmills above
all else. We really became better friends because of that class and marching
band together. Our recitation finished 10 minutes before rehearsal started,
so we would race each other to rehearsal. I won more than he did, because
even though he had a bike he also had a tuba to deal with.
How We Met: His Version
Virginia and I had two classes together in our first semester at Carolina:
marching band, and an introductory environmental studies course. We
may never have really met in band, as it’s a large group and she
played piccolo, while I am a tuba player. Our environmental course
was an honors section, however, with only 20 or so people, and that is
where we met. I will always remember walking from my boring calculus
class in Philips hall across the quad to our environmental class in Graham
Memorial one day when Virginia snuck up behind me and yanked on my backpack,
shouting, “Guess who!” It sounds childish, but it was
actually very cute, and I remember looking for her on my walk between
classes after that. She will probably try to tell you something
about how I noticed her because she talked a lot and she noticed me because
I liked German windmills so much. But don’t put too much
stock in that. As much as I like teasing her about our professor
waiting for her to finish her conversation to start class, it is still
the walk there that I remember most. Plus, they are wind turbines,
not windmills. And they are awesome.
Windmill
Wind Turbine
(Awesome)
How We Started Dating: Her Version
We didn’t see each other too much in the beginning of our second
semester, but luckily I am in the women’s music fraternity and
he’s in the men’s. The boys host a formal dance each year
out of town, and an older couple that also spanned the two fraternities
convinced Charles to ask me to go with him. At first I thought of Charles
as just a friend, but he took me on some subtle date-like nights so we
could make sure we knew each other well enough to have a good time at
formal (or so I thought at the time). By the time we went to the dance
I had a crush on him. That weekend in Virginia Beach was really fun,
and as soon as I realized he liked the beach and dancing my crush intensified.
We started dating that weekend.
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How We Started Dating: His Version
I invited Virginia to my chapter of Phi Mu Alpha’s annual formal
at Virginia Beach on April 3, 2004 because she was a friend who I knew
I could endure the four-hour car-ride with without too much awkwardness,
and have a good time with over the weekend. We did have a good
time together playing mini golf and football on the beach with our other
friends, but I started to feel differently about Virginia after spending
the evening dancing with her. We shared our first kiss on the beach
after the dance, and we’ve been together ever since.
