Little did I know, when I saw him in a stocking cap and yellow sweatshirt and knit bootie slippers dancing on his chair to the Pixies that he would become such an important part of my universe and, eventually, my boss.
Nor did I realize at the time that he knew the secret last name of the Virgin Mary which he shared with me in the ice cream parlor in Port Jervis in this photo by James in 2004.
Kevin brings joy to my life. Thank you, Kevin, for eighteen years of friendship.
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Our friendship is old enough to vote.
That's ironic because I would vote for our friendship.
Hee hee. I second that Amendment! 18 years ago yesterday I was probably driving to my job at Burger King in my Dodge Aries. Little did I know!
Happy Birthday to your friendship, Amber & Kevin. Do we get cupcakes?
I'm awesome, because I already knew this story.
Happy anniversary! Or something...
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