One of my favorite stories from my early 20's is meeting Bob Ritchie. I was in East Lansing for Spring Break when the town was pretty empty (had an internship). Bob was in town for his cousin's 21st birthday and a girlfriend of mine was friends with the cousin who was devastated that his bar crawl would be so small. . .so I came out (to be the second girl in the group).
Bob chatted me up A LOT. I was not interested. At. All. Shame really (for me). What could have been?
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