Part I - The June Questioning
There was Cottage Inn Pizza and a dozen red roses (which she missed at first!) when Beth came home June 2, 2004 after work. The busy summer drum corps season was about to set in, and she was grateful that Dave was providing dinner right when she got home (the pizza had become a favorite since moving to Ann Arbor). After a roundabout discussion involving getting out a copy of our lease and discussing legal hoopla (how unromantic!), Beth finally settled into dinner, and Dave finally got down to it - on one knee, that is. He opened a ring box, and presented her with a shiny keyring from some measuring spoons, and asked if she would marry him.
See, Dave had planned on having a little more time to ring shop, but he got a call suddenly to play a gig on the Queen Mary II for several weeks, and Beth was taking off for the summer tour, so time was of the essence. Although they had discussed the possibility in the past, the timing of Dave's proposal caught her completely by surprise. Her subtle, well-crafted response to Dave's question was, "FOR REAL? For real? Really? For REAL?" (which was to be interpreted as "Yes!" - so much for the college education.) It really was a very romantic moment. For real.
They went the next day to go ring shopping, with hopes of using some heirloom diamonds from the Schindel side of Beth's family, and realized it was a much bigger project than they could accomplish in a few days. Maybe next month. But in the meantime, they planned to keep the news tightly under wraps - no family, no friends. That would come later!
Check out the chapel...




