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People often talk about how when your adrenaline kicks in our bodies can perform feats that only super heroes can envision. On the night of January 18^th, you Julie Martin-Marchand, were Wonder Woman. After what was clearly a miscalculated attempt at replacing a spare tire on my Jetta and having it come down and pin my left hand between the tire and the wheel well you transformed . You transformed into a woman who sprung to action, bent down next to the car, reached under the chassis of the car and flexed your muscles with all of your might and a little grunt. Aaarghhhh. In my mind the car moved just enough to let me slide the tire out from under the car. In my mind, you also made it very clear to me that you were a woman of action, a woman of passion and a woman ready to do whatever it takes in a situation that requires it. It’s possible you saved my life. Not too bad for our first wedding to go to together. That night after calling the ambulance and realizing that you had grabbed the expensive long-johns I was about to return our minds (and hearts) met to bring us to what is affectionately known as ‘The DTR’. I was convinced and thankfully you were too. A totinos and some bandages at your house later and we were officially a couple. What a story!