We wanted to rewind a bit for those we haven't seen for a while, and for ourselves too. Kevin and I met at a quaint little apartment complex off of BYU campus called the Riviera. (Incidentally Kevin's parents met there too.) At the time we both gave the credit to "Chance" but now we both admit there was a divine hand involved. Kevin's Aunt Jeannette had tried to cajole Kevin into asking me out to no avail but when we moved in right across the way from each other...well, we could not, nor can we now, deny it was meant to be. We initially met, bytheway, when Kevin decided to take out his trash as the new girls were pulling up. He offered to help us move out boxes into the apartment and the rest is history. As a gift at our wedding dinner, Kevin's parents presented us with a beautiful trash can that bears the inscription "Good things happen when you take out the trash." We have learned there are many times that this phrase can be applied.
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