Matt & Amy

Matt & Amy- Matt and I go way back. We’ve been acquaintances ever since Awana’s Club in Escondido. We were just a couple of tykes trying to balance bean bags on our heads while running in circles. Those relays were a brilliant remedy for sugared up hyperactive kids such as ourselves. Even though our circles collided as youngsters, I can’t say that we were truly friends till we found ourselves in the same Friday night poker game. The way that I remember it goes like this: Matt was wearing a 5 gallon cowboy hat and chewing on the end of an old stogie. I had on my good suit and my pocket...