7 years old, I met my
Dad and our family moved to Dayton, where we lived with my Grandma Link, soon after my parents married.
In 1997 I had an amazing offer to relocated to Florida. The longest I had ever been away from Jeff. I knew after 9 months I had to return to my true love and go home. One of the best decisions I have ever made. My current position, Controller at Circuits and Cables Inc. where I have enjoyed my employment for a little over 3 years. I worked with and for some very amazing people. My newest title....Wedding planner and magical wizarderette as I plan the wedding of my dreams to my very Best Friend.
During his employment at Pizza Hut he formed some great friendships with several important members of the wedding party. Jeff met Kelly and Jeff (the other one) and also had a fling with a certain female who also worked there....Trista.
After graduation Jeff enrolled in Sinclair Community College with quite a few different Major changes. After completing the Tool and Die program in 1994, he began working at Midwest Tool and Engineering. In 1995 Jeff soon realized he wanted to further his education and enrolled as full-time student. As the planning for the wedding became the main focus in 2000, along came the finances. Presently, Jeff has resumed his employment with Midwest. And as the demands of the wedding and new house lessens Jeff plans to focus on a co-op job and complete his education with a degree in a field he will enjoy.
She laughed and thought I was joking. I had no idea what she
was about to tell me, she explained, "That's Jeff Lipscomb and he has been sitting behind you in homeroom for over a month now!" Being the very shy type I had never taken the time to look around to see him. It was from that moment and the Might Mouse t-shirt, I was hooked. In November 1988 we started dating, and soon there after dreaming and my plan was to never let him go.
At that time, and up until two years ago she never thought changing her name would be a big deal. Trista realized that one day she would marry and a new name would be given to her.
The ironic thing, and the best part of the story is..... Trista and I met in high school during our home room class.
Why is this so ironic you may ask, our home room class assignments were done by alphabetical order and had her name been Platt at that time, we may have never met.
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