Brent proposed to me in my apartment on Pearl Harbor Day. He pulled the ring box out of his backpack and dropped it in my lap while grinning from ear to ear. I was surprised and speechless at first, as I stared at the shiny ring. Then, I looked up at Brent and said, "So are you asking me to marry you?" Brent gasped and sputtered, "Oh yeah! Will you marry me?" And I said yes! We celebrated over drinks at Mulligan's, our favorite Chicago neighborhood bar.