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| Jamie's 30th Birthday in San Diego |
I met Jamie in fall of 1993 during a party off-campus at Trinity University in San Antonio. We didn't start dating for about two years after that.
When we met, both Jamie and I were college freshmen, me at University of Texas, and Jamie at Trinity. My friends Denise and Madi, chums from high school and fellow Longhorns, drove us down for the evening as it was a Saturday in the dorms and we had no plans. I called my brother in San Antonio and he knew of a party and knew Denise and Madi.
No sooner had we arrived than I had enjoyed my first Goldschlager and Jagermeister. Out of the crowd, other high school pal Erica appeared and introduced me to her suite-mate, Jamie, and my memory is that Jamie stepped in front of me and I got hit by that thunderbolt you read about but think is nonsense, something I'd say was a ridiculous bit of fiction had it not been my exact experience.
It is very odd to have a moment that is going to change the entire trajectory of your life occur, but this was that.
Immediately, I became acutely aware of my state, and that whatever tools I had for navigating speaking to this girl were nowhere to be found. I was going to have to just bumble my way through.
