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Tell Me a Story – The Saint Bernard

Tell Me a Story

Tell Me a Story Challenge :

Choose a person.  Then do any or all of the following:

  • Make a list of the top ten stories about this person, a word or phrase will do.
  • Choose one story and tell a compelling, short version that will interest your family members in one minute or less.
  • Tell a more detailed version of that story including photos if you have them.

For my first “Tell Me a Story” post I chose myself.

Top Ten Stories List about Me:

  • The Saint Bernard
  • How I finished college
  • Miracle Baby #1
  • How I got my name – sub-stories: meeting another Amberly, pulling up my schedule
  • Miracle Baby #3
  • English for Families
  • Working mom, heart surgery
  • Spiderman Shoes
  • My scrapbooking groupie
  • Finding out I was pregnant in August (don’t get too excited, this was a few years ago)

One Minute Story:

My husband and I met in college when he was looking for his “lost Saint Bernard”.

The Detailed Story:

My Junior year of college I was sitting in my living room with my cousin Cami.  It was the first or second week of school.  Cami was a Freshman and had come over to have a good talk and a cry.  We’d been talking for a while when there was a knock at my door.

I opened the door to two guys who asked if we would help them find their lost Saint Bernard.  I didn’t buy it for a second and told them so.  They laughed and I invited them in.  We all sat and talked for a few hours.  When they left I couldn’t remember either of their names but it didn’t matter.

The funny guy with the hat remembered that I worked in the library and he made sure to be there “studying” during my shift the next day.  I saw him and stopped to talk.  One thing led to another. I learned his name – Jason, and his roommates name – Darin.  Eventually we got married and now we have 3 kids, a dog, and a mortgage.

He told me later that they started at one end of the hall on our floor and knocked on every door trying out their Saint Bernard line.  I was the 18th door they knocked on and the first girl who didn’t offer sympathy or help.  They decided to come in and talk because I was the first girl who wasn’t a “fizzle-head”.


How did you meet your significant other?


5 thoughts on “Tell Me a Story – The Saint Bernard”

  1. Great story! Mine is not as entertaining. We met as day camp counselors when we were both in college. We were good friends for a year, then dated for a year, then were engaged for a year, and then married—almost 40 years ago!

      1. Yep! I thank my brother-in-law for that; he was the person overseeing the camp and convinced his little brother to work there!

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