Stephanie and Ben
May 28, 2016 in Portland, ME
317 days to go!
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After circling Baxter Boulevard with our mutual friend and eventual match-maker, Jennifer Harder, Steph found herself standing at my kitchen table. She was completely unprepared to meet her future husband, hair disheveled and her ensemble replete with dusty shoes, grungy t-shirt, and yoga pants – and this was before yoga pants were sexy or cool. As beautiful as I considered Steph even then, she has taken her trend-setting to the next level and worn only pajamas and fuzzy-socks ever since. (A pajama deal with Lulu Lemon is already in the works.) Incidentally, I find her most radiant in this garb, as it represents the contentedness and warmth-of-spirit that shapes her personality. She is my “Cozy Monster” and my best friend. We have so much fun together that we sometimes get downright weird, in a crazy-cat-people sort of way, which is to say nothing of the stuffed animals that we treat like real children. She is an eternal wellspring of laughter and kindheartedness that has bettered me in every way. It’s a miracle that she agreed to marry me, so let’s get down to business and get this ceremony underway!
Over the last several years, we have made a humble and rewarding life together in Portland, Maine, most recently on the re-emergent Eastern Promenade. We lucked-out with a “fixer-upper” apartment in a beautiful seaside neighborhood and have shared our daily lives, dreams, and ambitions with one another, while building our respective careers. After four years together, we steal each other’s every thought, bearing testament to just how well we know each other: well enough to say, “I DO”.
In April, among the secluded trees atop Montreal’s highest peak and namesake, Mount Royal, I knelt before Steph, in reverence and humility, to ask her hand in marriage. I went to great pains to keep the “how and when” secret from her, so she was genuinely surprised and completely blown-away when I proposed. Yet without hesitation and bearing immediate tears of astonishment and joy, she said, “Of course, Benny!” We shared an unforgettable moment that will always remind of us how powerful it is to surrender and commit to another human being completely and unconditionally. Altogether, it was an amazing weekend on the island of Montreal, and we will forever remember this amazing city as the formal origin of our lives together.
It would be remiss of me not to mention that we even adopted our first child, Ava, who bears the “Felus Catus” crest, better known as “Common House Cat”. Despite her lineage, she is anything but common and is preparing us well for anxiety-inducing children who stay out all night and don’t call home.
I pushed for a speech at my own wedding, but was pooh-poohed unanimously, so this is my only shot. Those closest to me know that I’m a workaholic with a disposition that swings like a wrecking ball. (Thanks, Grampy Buster! ‘Preciate it!) When I’m not glued to my computer in seclusion, I am tolerable only in trace amounts, ranting and rambling on subjects that sane people don’t find interesting. Or screaming out the car window at negligent pedestrians, bicyclists, and motorists – “You’re TRAFFIC, you jerk!” (as some bicyclist passes on the left and then blows through a red light without slowing-down). Given the above, I am deeply thankful that Steph appreciates the rare instances in which I say something surprisingly sweet, or muster an unprecedented gesture of loving-kindness that makes my appreciation for her known. Steph has sacrificed countless hours of our time together to give me the latitude to do what I do best: hunch over a keyboard. Whether I’m working on my community-centric music website, or otherwise burning the midnight oil, she is patient and supportive. I am forever indebted to her grace in that regard, and can only hope to be the same pillar of encouragement and support in her life.
It is with tremendous honor and sincerity that we share our “Wedding Story” with you! Each and every one of you has been a driving-force in one or both of our lives, and we now consider you to be family! Surprise – you’re stuck with us!
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Kristen Testo aka Krit/Kritty/Kritty,Krit,Krit/Kritter Bug – Bridesmaid
Kritter Bug and I met my freshman year of college. After having trouble connecting with my initial roommate from Long Beach, California, Kritty was my saving grace at Manhattan College. I knew we would be best friends as she seemed to tolerate my odd-humor and appreciate my “weird quirks”. When I witnessed her sneak a fully-loaded bagel in to her purse from the cafeteria for a midnight snack, I knew that she’s a girl after my own heart. Shortly thereafter, both of our “odd” roommates became best friends, allowing us to switch rooms and be roommates after 1st semester. During Junior year we finally moved to an off-campus apartment together and rejoiced in painting and furnishing our “first place” as grownups. Anyone who can tolerate sharing a tiny bedroom with two double beds and two desks crammed on top of each other for two years is someone special. Kritty now lives in upstate New York by her family after having just moved home from the big city. P.S. If you’re ever in Albany, take a short trip to Troy and visit her family’s absolutely “delish” Italian restaurant, “Testo’s” – I highly recommend the ziti and meatballs : )
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Dunn, Stephanie [MC????]
Testo, Kristen [MC????]
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I believe that Stephanie and Kristen are members of the Class of 2010.
McEneney, Mike (MC1953)
[JR: Thanks, Mike. Much appreciated.]
Dunn, Stephanie [MC2010]
Testo, Kristen [MC2010]
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Colon, Philip J. (MC1962) added this request to his prayer circle.
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