SHE SAID YES!
Mr. Curran Is Getting Married
The Short Story
It was a rainy and crisp Saturday morning on December 19th - as my girlfriend Kristen deBrunKops and I drove down Highway 101. I pulled off the road at several points, giving her letters that I had written on a typewriter. Each place I pulled over to held significance in our relationship and life together. We continued our journey south and ended up taking the Gaviota exit near Santa Barbara. It was on a bluff in Gaviota (a year ago) that I told Kristen I had feelings for her. Seven years of friendship had carried us up to that point, and it was here on the same bluff that we stood - a rainy and crisp December morning. I gave her the final letter, and within the damply smeared-pressed words... I asked her to be my wife.