I began attending Cottonwood High during the tenth grade. I clearly recall my very first day walking into that school, which was actually before the school year had even begun. I went, during the summer, to take a french horn lesson from Amber Tuckness, who also happened to be my band/orchestra teacher. Amber was good friends with some of her students, which included Angela and MalloryPlatt, now one of our mutual best friends. After beginning my first lesson there with Amber, Mallory walked in and was greeted by Amber as she said, "Hi Ugly!", which I suppose was a common greeting from Amber to Mal. I knew from the get-go that it was going to be an interesting year, and it turns out that I was right.
I developed many close friendships at Cottonwood and the majority of the friends were from the music program. It was during this year that Angela and I realized that we had once known each other before and, despite all that had happened, became very close friends.
One day, after attending a fireside, Angela drove me home. For a long time there was some debate about some girls in the school that had a crush on me. I had no idea to whom my friends were referring (aside from three girls I knew about, but they said it was somebody else) and they all refused to tell me who it was. Well, after Angela and I arrived at my house I asked her who it was that liked me. I will never forget how silent the car was at that moment. She stared at me for a while, then looked out her window with her face completely avoiding my own. She began to chuckle and that's when I asked, "Is it YOU?". I have never seen Angela go so bright red as she did then. We sat in the car for a long time and talked, then I went inside. I had butterflies in my stomach and couldn't wait to talk to her, so I called her on the phone to set up our first date. I couldn't believe that it had been her all along. It turns out that our first date was the beginning of something much greater than we had ever anticipated.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
How it all began...
I married the love of my life, Angela Jeannie Perrington (Cowart), on June 1st, 2007, and this decision has proven to be the best I have ever made. Since I came across Elder Dave Crest's family blog, I realized how good of an idea this was, not only to share my life with those I care about, but it will also serve as a great resource in which Angela and I can store lifetime memories.
Angela and I met many years ago, when we were only 14 years old. We went to the same middle school and we were both in band. Angela plays the flute and I, at the time, played the euphonium. We never really noticed one another, until one day after a concert/rehearsal. We were all clearing the stage and I began to play Fur Elise on the piano (not very well mind you) when Angela and her friends heard me playing. She proceeded to approach the piano, "kindly" tell me that I was playing it incorrectly, and then began to play an seemingly flawless version of the song. To say that I disliked her at this point would be an understatement. After that school year was over, I moved to Tennessee and didn't see her again until I returned to Utah and went to Cottonwood High School, where I once again met Angela in band. I recognized her right away, but it wasn't until I reminded her of what had happened so many years before that she remembered me. We have been great friends since high school and began dating. Our relationship was great and has been ever since.
Angela and I met many years ago, when we were only 14 years old. We went to the same middle school and we were both in band. Angela plays the flute and I, at the time, played the euphonium. We never really noticed one another, until one day after a concert/rehearsal. We were all clearing the stage and I began to play Fur Elise on the piano (not very well mind you) when Angela and her friends heard me playing. She proceeded to approach the piano, "kindly" tell me that I was playing it incorrectly, and then began to play an seemingly flawless version of the song. To say that I disliked her at this point would be an understatement. After that school year was over, I moved to Tennessee and didn't see her again until I returned to Utah and went to Cottonwood High School, where I once again met Angela in band. I recognized her right away, but it wasn't until I reminded her of what had happened so many years before that she remembered me. We have been great friends since high school and began dating. Our relationship was great and has been ever since.
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