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<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Betsy won tickets and a limo ride to an Elton John concert off some radio contest. We were sophomores in college. Betsy’s father was (is) a priest (in fact, he just married my sister Jean and her now-husband Pat) – and his house and church were on the campus where I went to college. So I walked over there that night, and there was a huge limo waiting for us. A limo parked in front of the church, waiting for the pastor’s daughter and her friend.<\/p>\n
We had so much fun.<\/p>\n
Best of all was that we ran into Mitchell at the Civic Center, and we weren’t really friends yet, although we knew OF each other … and we were so excited to run into each other that I count that moment as really the first moment when I knew we would be friends. Well, that and us laughing at how bad we were at juggling.<\/p>\n
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Betsy won tickets and a limo ride to an Elton John concert off some radio contest. We were sophomores in college. Betsy’s father was (is) a priest (in fact, he just married my sister Jean and her now-husband Pat) – … Continue reading