DH and I went to the U of MN - he was in the engineering fraterntiy (Triangle) and I was in the engineering sorority (Alpha Sigma Kappa). Our groups did a lot of co-ed intramural sports. We met first on the volleyball team. Thanksgiving Day 1992 I won tickets to Bad Company off the radio and decided I needed to go out with him (which by the way was my first date ever). But he wasn't at the frat house - he'd gone home for the holiday. I knew he lived in a town near me, but not his number. I called all my sorority sisters - those in town, but no one knew. Then I remembered my friend who went to another school, mentioned in our writing back and forth that she swam with his sister on the high school swim team. I called Deb and asked if she knew the number. She found it in an old yearbook. I called, asked him out (praying that he wouldn't say no) and we went to the concert the next day. It was great. The opening act never arrived so we talked for the longest time - never imagined that I would find someone who liked the same things I do, someone who fit so well. I drove him home and he asked me out for the next night and kissed me goodbye. My lifebonded soul-mate and I have been married 7 years and 2 kids later, still pretty magical, even considering the bumps in the road that happen in every relationship