I walked outside toward her as she was walking up the long driveway. Our eyes locked. She had the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen. She was wearing a black dress with medium heels and red lipstick. The sun was beaming down on her long black hair. I was gone and I knew I was never coming back.I did not know it at the time, but that moment changed our lives.

We decided to go across the bay. On the way to Marin County as we were passing across the Golden Gate Bridge, she asked me to put the top down. The fog was piercing cold but we were laughing like two kids. We found a little place on the waterfront in Sausalito. As we were being seated, the waiter inexplicably excused himself for a moment. That was the moment of our first kiss which turned into a gentle second kiss.