I met my husband my very first day at college.
I moved into Koonce Hall early on that Sunday and got ready for the 5 p.m. meeting with the hall staff.
I settled into a spot on the floor as they went around introducing themselves. This light-skinned black guy with the easygoing demeanor opened his mouth and said, “Hello, my name is Thomas Jefferson….”
I honestly didn’t hear anything else after that. Something in my brain clicked and I said to myself, “Oh, all that is good and holy - I think I just …