Well, on this particular day, I got a little slice of home. The first thing I notice about Chad is the Gator Band shirt he is sporting. What can I say? Orange and blue still runs through my veins. Both my sisters graduated from UF, so ours has always been a Gator household. Ironically, despite the fact that he knows a ton of people who went to UF for undergrad, and I know a ton of people who went to UF for undergrad, and we are the same age, there is not a single mutual friend between us. Maybe it's because he hung out with all the mega-geniuses who spat on the less genius people, like myself. I wouldn't put it past this Cornell 2Ler with a love for litigation.
Even at a tender age, Chad knew what he liked and what he wanted to be. He liked to argue, so it was the law for him. Chad loves the idea that you can use arguments to convince people. To him, a lawyer in a courtroom is like a brilliant performer, no less impressive than a singer or a sports superstar. They all have those defining bottom of the 9th, bases loaded moments, where all eyes are on them and they can either make complete asses of themselves, or take it home. Oldest child complex? Perhaps. With a younger sister studying telecommunication at UF, and a younger brother at college in Daytona on a baseball scholarship, of course the older brother has to be the most tenacious, and pave the way of success!
There was a brief phase in his early teens when he wanted to be a pastor like his grandfather, but Granddad told him that he could make a greater impact on many more lives as a lawyer.
Physical Description (In his own words): I am a 6'0'' Italian with lighter wavy hair. I'm thin, but not skinny; strong, but not a bodybuilder; tan, but not dark. I think my eyes are my best feature. They are green, with a splash of orange in the middle.
Things that make Chad Smile Really Big: 1) Going to Gator games. 2) Going to concerts (especially rock concerts). 3) Being on the water. 4) Watching B-Rated movies on Sunday afternoons with friends and family. 5) Consuming cheddar cheese, pepperoni, crackers, and white wine with family. (Not with friends, because a guy who sits around and eats cheese and crackers with friends sounds too effeminate.)
Best Memory: When Chad just graduated from UF, he and some close friends took a trip to the Keys. They spent the night out on the beach, smoking their stogies, reminiscing, and looking up at the stars. It was so dark, they could even see the Milky Way. "It was just so chill, so at peace, and so warm. We had a good time reflecting, sharing our sense of accomplishment, and knowing that we were going to crazy, new places."
Worst Memory: An 8 year old Chad was doing some shopping with mom in Wally World, when he felt the intense urge to do the potty dance. Mom was doing what moms do best in stores, i.e., take for flipping ever, and so he sprinted off on his own to seek relief. Seeing the blessed sign for the restrooms, he ran in, dropped his drawers, and started doing his business. About halfway through, he heard the sound of singing. Female singing. Sure enough, in his haste, this poor tyke had wandered into the forbidden stalls of the opposite sex. Waiting until the singing was gone, he emerged, shamefaced, and ran back to his mother.
The Beginning of it All: So there was this public school teacher in the making and a future probation officer, who met at Southeastern University in Florida. The teacher was from New York, and the probation officer hailed from a one restaurant town in Mississippi called Hurley. Sparks flew, the friendship grew, and they were preparing to say "I do" then... STOP. They broke it off and did not speak to each other for a very long time. They started seeing other people, and supposedly moved on with their lives. BUT, that's not the end of the story. Around Thanksgiving time, the teacher was at her aunt's house, when she noticed a picture of herself and the probation officer on her aunt's fridge.
"Auntie, why is there a picture of me with THAT guy on your fridge?"
The aunt said, "Y'know, I always thought you two belonged together."
This got the teacher to thinking. The very next day, she called him. They started talking again, and within four months, they were re-engaged. And they have been married for 25 years. They and their three children of Italian/Scot/American/Chocatow descent. (They say 50% American b/c they trace their lineage pretty much back to the Mayflower.) But that's STILL not the whole story.
Unbeknownst to the school teacher, the probation officer had always had lingering feelings for her, and had been frustrated that his earlier attempts to rekindle their relationship had led nowhere. This built up frustration eventually came to a head, and the probation officer told God that he was going to stop stressing himself out, and was going let "Jesus Take the Wheel" on this one. He no longer had the strength to try and make things happen when her heart was not beating in his direction. Well, the very next day, the probation officer got a phone call, and it was a Thanksgiving call that changed his life forever.
Chad has also had his little bouts with love. Both with younger women. Cradle-rob much? The first was when he was a Senior in high school, and she, a sophomore. That lasted until his first year of college. I guess the long distancing it while she was still in high school was just too much for the pair. According to Chad, "She became crazy, and I grew up."
The second incident happened just this past year. Chad loved a UF undergrad student while he had started as a 1L at Cornell. This one was four years younger, but once again, it was the distance that leveled the fatal blow to the relationship. Tough luck, Chad. Maybe you need to get a dog.
So, he's still single... I think. Ladies, if you're younger than 23 (remember he likes em young), and lookin' for a future litigator to love on, I may or may not have some Facebook info of his lying around ;)
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