My husband swears that he saw me at a ski lodge when I was 15 and he was 24. He says that he told his friends when he saw me that he "was going to marry that cute little Cook kid once she grows up". (His friends have actually verified that). Seven years later, when I was actually engaged to another man, he literally picked my up by my arms and carried me into a local tavern, bought me a drink, and the rest is history. We married 4 months later, and are getting ready to celebrate out 38th wedding anniversary on Dec. 29th. God, how I love that man!!!!