Today is the 29th anniversary of my first date with David. Actually it didn't start out as a date; as the home evening group leader I had asked David if he could drive some of our group to the ice rink on Provo Lake, so truth be told, I'm the one that asked him out!
The ice rink was a section of the lake that was frozen over and had a fence and lights put up to contain the skaters in a safe area. Perhaps it was that I had my own skates, or maybe because I was the only one that had spoken to him before so I was a bit familiar, but once we got there, Dave asked if I would like to skate with him for a bit. Of course I said yes, he had given us a ride there! When the end of the evening came, we were still skating together, and the rest, as they say, is history.
So happy anniversary to my sweetheart! He has been the perfect man to ride with behind that big Zamboni called life.