Shane Jensen and Kelley Sweet Jensen

How did I meet my husband!?! 1984 – Footloose, Festival 6 Theater in Northwest Houston. I was a hyper 14-year-old! My big sister’s cool friend had a real live boyfriend, so we got accompany them to the movies. I was the dorky little sister who got to tag along. Then...there he was! Handsome! Tall! Brooding and quiet having zero interest in chaperoning his buddy and this gaggle of girls. I could not stop staring at him, leaning forward in the seat during the movie to peek at him. Subtle, right!? What a dork!

It wasn’t until two years later when that same handsome man walked into the church daycare where I was volunteering. No way! I was now a very cool, (or at least less dorky 16-year-old) and I recognized him right away. Certain he had no idea who I was as he dropped his younger siblings off for his mom. How to reach him!?!?! Ah ha! I put a note in the kid’s lunchboxes. “Hi, my name is Kelley Sweet. If you ever need a babysitter, call 462-9074.” God was smiling on me, because Shane’s mom called the next Friday and not only asked me to babysit, but would my mom be okay with her son picking me up and bringing me home? Boy was she!

And the rest, however convoluted and round about it may be, is history!