Marilyn

Kyle and I met in a mandatory health class after we both transferred to Oregon State University. Days before, we had been in the same small Political Science orientation group. Kyle said I was "the annoying girl who wouldn't stop talking". Yet, we ended up sitting next to each other in a hug auditorium in a class of 250 and hit it off. After several coffee dates we went out to dinner for the first time and later that night Kyle texted me and asked me to be his girlfriend. Just this last June Kyle took me hiking on Mary's Peak. After the hike we went back to his Jeep and Kyle said he had to check the engine, because something was wrong. This was really normal, since it hardly ever works properly. Kyle asked me to go and get the gloves from the back. I did and then sat back in the passenger's seat. Kyle then asked for another glove. I looked, but couldn't find one. Then Kyle asked for the whole tool box. Quite annoyed at this point, I brought the toolbox to Kyle. Kyle then asked for my help, and asked me to pass the pliers. On the pliers was my engagement ring. It had been on the gloves, in the toolbox and I had missed it four times! Kyle said that a toolbox was a metaphor for life, and tools are the skills, traits that make a person who they are. He said the greatest tool in his life was my love. Kyle was just pretending that the car was broken, however on the way home the front brakes froze up and we had to pull over at a gas station in Philomath. We celebrated on gas station snacks for several hours while we waited for the tow truck. It was perfect