August 18 is one of my favourite dates of the year. It marks the day in 1998 when Kerry and I officially became a couple. And I mean officially – I asked her out with a customized resumé, handed to her in my tumbledown bachelor apartment on Evanson Street. Seven years later we have a home together, and on this day I couldn't possibly be a happier person.
Happy seven years, Kerry. I love you very much.