Melissa and I met in 1982 - just after she moved into my neighborhood in upstate New York. This picture is from our CYO cheer-leading days. What fun we had meeting boys from other high schools (and cheering - of course). Funny how Melissa had a Jewish father (whom she has yet to actually meet)- grew up a somewhat practicing Catholic (I stood up for her for her confirmation)- then went to Isreal (so she can get into medical school - more one that later)- then converted to being a Orthodox Jew. So much happened in between - but that is a story for Melissa to tell not me.
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