I remember Nate before he had facial hair…he was fresh out of Wheaton College, in love with my buddy Dana’s big sister Kara, and rearing to go. It took him a while to figure out how to get the youth group to shut up when he became the youth pastor at our church, but once he did, Kara decided to marry him. I was around 18 when they got married and I went to their wedding. Soon after we had a youth group lock-in and I saw them smooch. My mental notes were “Oh my gosh, they do IT now,” and “wow, I want to get married.” So I did, 6 years later. And we all lived happily ever after.