I’ll never forget meeting Andrew for the first time. If you had asked me what I wanted in a life partner, I’d have said someone near my own age, a professional, business-type person. I never dreamed I’d fall in love with an impish, mischievous, extroverted artist eight years my junior; but like the saying goes, we don’t choose who we fall in love with.
It wasn’t long after I passed the CPA exam that Bill and I were made junior partners. By this time I had worked with Jim for over two years. That year he and his wife, Connie, took pity on me being all alone and invited me to spend the Memorial Day weekend at her parents’ ranch outside of Fresno.