You were with what I assume to have been your two daughters, sitting near me and my co workers Friday at Koppe. I was the tall bearded fellow.
I kept glancing at you and you kept glancing back.. It seemed in bad taste to approach you given your company, but I also didn’t spy a wedding ring.
Married or not, you are perfect. *I don’t use that word lightly.
So, I hope I brightened your day as you did mine.