Most of all, I remember... I knew I wanted to marry John on our third or fourth date. He was in Austin for the long Thanksgiving weekend and took me to a jazz club called the Elephant Room. We sat for hours in a dark corner listening to jazz music and quietly talking. We discussed our evolving friendship and the possibility of a future spent together. The entire evening just felt so natural and I remember not wanting it to end. We were completely lost in each other's company. John ended our date by telling me he wanted to make us "official." I was secretly thinking I wanted to him to be my husband. I was drawn to his ambition and playful personality and knew I couldn't let him get away. He was and is a keeper!