Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Sometimes minor league baseball is not the proper venue...

Say, for a marriage proposal:

What he should have done was take her to Summit County for a romantic weekend (read: BBQ festival), wake up early to watch the sunrise, and drop down to one knee just when the sky is the most colorful:

. . . Kind of like what happened three years ago today when I proposed to the love of my life.

I love you, Kristi!  Thank you for the best three years of my life and many more to come!

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