PARTTWO
CONNIE AND PALS
“There are three things that amaze me—no, four things that I don’t understand.”
Proverbs 30:18
I. NEVER SAY NEV—
I fell for Connie Marie Leskovec like a sandcastle at high tide; I was washed out to sea. When I reappeared on the shore, I was no longer alone.She was perpetually by my side. We were head over heels, the picture-perfect collision of sonnets and rom-coms. Our starry-eyed connection was obvious to all. Friends, family, and strangers commented on it everywhere we went.
The whole affair took me by surprise. I’d been busy about my Father’s business the day I saw her standing there. No bookseller’s romance section is broad enough to contain the scope and scale of our epic, but suffice it to say the story of our love is Heaven-blessed. Connie is the only woman I’ve ever called on the phone and the only woman I’ve ever asked out. The preacher who swore he’d never marry wound up proposing on his first-ever date. We met the last Friday in January; we married the first Saturday in August. Twenty years later, we still can’t get en
