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christine mccracken & John Robbin Jr.
Location: Santa Cruz California
WHEN WE GOT ENGAGED

June 2, 2007

HOW IT HAPPENED

On June 2, 2007, John and I went fishing at Loch Lomond with our friends, Mike and Jen. This was our first fishing trip in John's dad's Zodiac raft. (For those who do not know John, his father John Robbin Sr. succombed to cancer in 2005.) Since it was our first voyage out, we had not gotten a trolling motor yet, so Mike and Jen were towing us along with them. After a long while of not catching anything, John decided to drop the anchor so we could relax and fish a bit. Then, Jen and Mike would actually get a chance to catch some fish. It was very windy that day, I asked John to row us closer to shore, in hope that it would keep us from blowing around in circles. When he tugged at the rope, he found our anchor was stuck. John hung off the edge of the raft and tried pulling with all his might, but alas, he could not pull the anchor to row us to shore. After some time, John became a little flustered by our dilemma. He looked up to the sky and jokingly commented, "Dad, I'm going to have to cut the rope!" (Knowing that everytime he used his dads things, there was a high chance that something would enevitably be broken or ruined.) Ill amused, I frowned at him and frantically tried to catch the attention of Mike and Jen. Seeing my distress, John, in his usual comedic and dramatic way knelt in front of me and kissed me. "I guess we are going to have to live here," he proclaimed. Then, he had a look in his eye that I'd not seen before...He looked straight into my soul and said, "Well, since we're stuck here, are you going to marry me or what?" Laughingly, I yelled, "Shut Up!" He asked, "Well?" Realizing that he was serious, I whispered, "Yes, of course." Not really knowing what happened, we kind of giggled together and relished the most sincere moment in both of our lives. Minutes later John decided to give the anchor one more try, surprisingly that time the anchor lifted as if it were never stuck. Amazed, we just looked at each other and realized that even though we didn't catch any fish, we still came away with
"The Perfect Catch."