more college memories, how I met my husband

Wow, one little reunion weekend and the memories keep flooding back.  Seeing the print making department, dissimilar as it is to what I remember, reminded me of how I met my husband. I was working diligently on a silk screen print, when Martha, the graduate assistant who was teaching the class, walked up to me and said "I know someone who wants to meet you."  As I later found out, Tom had never set eyes on me at that point, but he had shown some interest in Martha, who (lucky for me) was dating someone else,  She decided that she and I were similar enough in looks (tall with brown hair) that Tom might be attracted to me and he was.  With my ok, she gave him my phone number, he called, and we spent over an hour on that first phone call.  Then we went out for what was then referred to as a "coke date" - the drink, not the drugs - at the corner sweet shop.  We actually drank Lime-O's, and that was the beginning of a three-year up and down, near and far courtship.  He moved to Texas for a while, I moved to New York, but eventually we got back together and the rest, as they say, is history.