August 15, 2010 was the day that I met both Katie and her family. It was a Sunday afternoon and I had been invited out to the Iverson’s for Sabbath dinner . . . and to meet Katie and her family. So the first person I really interacted with in the family was Jeni, the outgoing, crazy little sister. . . .
Aw, yes, the story of how the Travis’s got to Moscow. Well, to start with, the brakes on all four of the travel trailer wheels had to be completely rewired. That took the first day out of the weekend. They didn’t even leave Fallon until they were supposed to be in Moscow, which is about 12 hours away. So, I was told that they would leave anyway and find a hotel along the way. I woke up the next morning and called them to see where they had stayed and. . . .
The time came for us to pick Jenni up for fall break, and, heh, I got to visit Steven for the second time. Things had changed very much from the first time we had met. I was fairly sure that I was ready to see if he really was the one. He hadn’t said anything for certain, however, so I was still fairly nervous and didn’t want to say anything if he was thinking differently. Back to fall break. I don’t remember why, but from the two thirds point on (the drive to Idaho is a good 12 hours). . . .
At Christmas time, Steven flew down to Nevada so that he could meet my parents and hang out at our house. He was a bit sick, but as he walked out of the gate of the plane I couldn’t help running over and pretty much jumping into his arms (one good thing about long distance relationships is that you really appreciate. . . .