By Stephen G
On October 21st, 1979, I met my wife for the first time.
A classmate of mine from Dental School told me about this girl who taught at the same grade school with his wife. We were supposed to go on a double date, but he and his wife had to leave town suddenly. So he called me and let me know she was expecting a call from me.
Thus began the "first date from hell." Everything that could go wrong did go wrong. Long story short, we finally found a movie to see that wasn't sold out, at a multiplex at a mall. We had over an hour to kill, however. My blind date had spent the afternoon at the same mall shopping for a birthday gift for her aunt. So she suggested we take a walk AROUND the outside of the mall. Since it was a beautiful Fall night, I said, "why not." That walk under the stars turned out to be magical. When I saw your post, I thought, "What a romantic Valentine's Day gift, a chart of the stars overhead during that first walk".