by Bob Moeller
I decided to marry Cheryl on my 24th birthday.
That’s not the day I proposed to her. It’s the day during graduate school when she delivered a complete breakfast to my door at 6 a.m. Cheryl has always been something of an untamed spirit when it comes to engineering surprises. That morning she and her roommate carried, up a full flight of stairs, a metal serving cart arrayed with orange juice, fresh strawberries and assorted pastries.
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