The Time When I Met My Wife − 1 March, 1995

So, I was in Alcoholics Anonymous. I was a real lost kid, who kinda floundered during my last years of high school. I wasn't so much getting into trouble, as I was just not moving towards any goal. I was a smoker. Enter Lilli. She was a young, and a real pistol. As cliche, and possibly "hey should this guy be part of Meagan's Law" as it sounds, Lilli was sitting on a swing set during a break at an AA meeting in Chappaqua. She was smoking her cowboy killers, and wearing her trademarked black leather euro style motorcycle jacket which definitely defined her for the period. I approached, asked her for a cigarette, which she gave freely along with plenty of attitude. Her name was "Lilli as in the flower", my was "Drew, like the verb". The scene moved on from there with many clandestine rendezvous. Flash forward to read the rest.