Hi! I saw on Twitter that you were looking for love stories from couples that met at WVU. Not sure if my boyfriend and I count since we’re both still young and whatnot, but I’ll share anyway.

We met during our freshman year when ESPN College GameDay came to town for the 2009 Louisville basketball game. A girl on my floor in Boreman had just transferred in and convinced me and another friend to go camp out before the game. While waiting in line, she saw some boys from her hometown that had also decided to camp out. The rest is history.

Our group played card games for several hours and I quickly got to Jonathan. Around 2 a.m. we were told to start lining up (gates didn’t open until 7 a.m.), so we all crowded together. People were pushing and shoving for hours, but Jonathan always stayed by my side, making sure I wouldn’t get crushed.

After staying up over 24 hours, becoming the crabbiest person on the planet and almost passing out from a lack of food and air (it’s seriously stressful to stand in a huge mob of tall people when you’re only 5’2”), he was still interested in getting to know me. A true miracle! He and I often look back and laugh about how that was probably the worst and best day of our lives.

We parted ways that summer and officially began dating in the fall. We’ve been together for a little over three years now and are looking forward to a bright future together once he graduates in May with his master’s in Elementary Education. We have been making things work long distance since I graduated, but really look forward to the day when we can both walk into Mountaineer Stadium hand-in-hand as proud alumni.

Thanks for letting me share!

My hubby and I met at WVU during our senior year of college in a media law class. When the professor was calling attendance, he called my name, Amanda Muchnok, and then called his name, Aaron Mushro. I remember thinking “Huh, his name sounds like mine, Oh and he is cute too!”

We didn’t start dating until a few years later when our friends, both WVU alums, were getting married. We were partners in their wedding and have been together ever since!

We were married in Morgantown in 2007 and our rehearsal dinner was in the Milan Puskar Stadium. That night was amazing in so many ways – everyone got to go on the field and score a few touchdowns! I swear my husband didn’t get teary eyed when he saw me walk down the aisle, but he did get weepy when he was allowed on the field during our rehearsal dinner!

I saw a tweet today saying to send an e-mail to you if I’d found love at WVU.

I have been dating the same man for more than five years now and we met while working at The Daily Athenaeum together in school. We live in Charleston now. He’s a W.Va. native, but I’m from New York.

Kyle Slagle and I met while working together at The Daily Athenaeum in 2007. I always thought he was very attractive, but I was much too shy to speak to him. He decided to stay in Morgantown for a year after he graduated and at the beginning of the Fall 2008 semester—my senior year—we ran into each other at Gibbies.

We finally talked—for hours—and went on our first date later that week. Five years later, we’re still together. We live in Charleston, and as fate would have it, we both work at yet another newspaper, The Charleston Gazette.

My husband Glen Chilcote (BM 2009) and I met in the Mountaineer Marching Band in 2005. We were both music education majors and had most of the same classes together. We were members of the Pride for 3 years, traveling to the Sugar Bowl, Gator Bowl, and Fiesta Bowl, and we were also both members of the WVU Wind Symphony.

We got engaged during our senior year in August of 2008, and after student teaching and graduating in 2009, we moved to Blacksburg, VA, where we are both elementary music teachers. We are fierce Mountaineer fans in Hokie Land, and have recently welcomed a new son, Elijah.

Annie (Gruskowski) Chilcote
BM 2009

I met my husband, Justin Mahalik, in 1998 at Towers. While it wasn’t love at first site, a strong friendship blossomed that ended up with us being married in 2008!

Justin was a Phi Psi and I was a Sigma Kappa. We were the best of friends in college, have a great marriage and our first baby is on the way all thanks to WVU.

Hello! My name is Andi (Frush) Hasley. My husband Jamie Hasley and I met in the fall semester of 1998. I was a freshman, he was a junior. Supposedly, he noticed me during band camp for the Pride of West Virginia that summer.

Jamie was the drum line captain, and a very intimidating presence, but we were both music majors, and slowly formed a friendship when we both became members of the WVU Wind Ensemble, and then were seat partners on the drum line bus. Our first serious conversation happened on the bus on the way to a Demo Show at Laidley Field in Charleston, WV. We discovered we had many things in common and formed an instant friendship.

Just a few months after meeting, I was chosen as Drum Major of the Pride of West Virginia. Jamie and I had not started dating yet, but I am pretty sure there wasn’t anyone prouder of me at the moment than Jamie. WVU Director of Bands Jay Drury even wrote a song about our impending relationship to the tune of “Copa Cabana”. (I wonder if he remembers doing that?)

We began dating shortly after the completion of the 1998 football season, and we consider our first “real” date to be the bowl trip to Tuscon, Arizona. I had never been on an airplane before, and he made sure he was the first person on the plane so I could have a window seat. The following football season, we realized that not only were we a good match romantically, but also professionally. Jamie was the drum line captain, and I was drum major for the first season. I’ll never forget the look he gave me right before I ran out of the tunnel for the first time. He was so proud, and I knew in that moment that he was “it” for me. You know a relationship is special when you not only feel love for the other person, but also pride. Our relationship continued.

I was chosen as Drum Major of the “Pride” for the next two seasons, finishing up my time at WVU during the 2001-2002 football season and Jamie was a member of the WVU Drum line staff, teaching snare drums and arranging many of the percussion parts the band performed. During that time period, Jamie proposed in September of 2000…where else? On Law School hill where we had spent so many EARLY mornings preparing for football games, the place where we would often take a picnic lunch or dinner just to have a quiet conversation, the place where so many memories were shared with countless friends in the Pride of West Virginia.

During our time at WVU, we also performed two music recitals together, me playing clarinet, and he playing percussion. We were fortunate to have virtually the same class schedule, and enjoyed sharing our musical interests both as a couple and as professionals.

We married on December 29th 2002, in my hometown of Keyser, WV. The majority of our groomsmen showed up the morning of the wedding because they were with the WVU Band at the Car Care Bowl in Charlotte, NC. We should’ve known better than to get married during bowl season. In September 2006, we had our first child, Audrey Diane, and in October 2010 we had our son Grant James.

Jamie and I are both music teachers with Berkeley County Schools, in Martinsburg, WV, and have both been teaching for 10 years. This school year, for the first time, we are thrilled to be teaching in the same school. I am the choir director and he is the band director at Martinsburg North Middle School. We always wanted to work together again, just like our days in “the Pride” and are so excited to be sharing that part of our lives again.

Additionally, as we are both born and raised West Virginians, it’s important to as that we always teach in the state. We have gained so much from this great state, and from WVU, that we feel it’s a great way to give back. Both of our children were born in West Virginia, and we hope to always reside within the state.

I always have said that we are often led to where we are “supposed” to be. I almost went to Shepherd University and Jamie considered joining the military. But, we both ended up in Morgantown, falling in love with each other, and with being Mountaineers.

My husband of a little over 8 years and I met my junior year at WVU. We met in an advertising class where he picked me to be in his group.

We started out as friends, but it turned into more by the beginning of my senior year. He was a Phi Sig and I was a Sigma Kappa. We both graduated with degrees in Advertising in 2002. From WVU our love only grew. After graduation we went on to live at Myrtle Beach for the summer and then moved to Pittsburgh after that. However, our plans for the future hit a little bump in the road when we found out Adam had to go to Iraq with his Army Reserve unit. He left in January 2003 until December 2003.

It was the longest year of our lives but only strengthened our love. In fact, only a few weeks after he returned home, we got engaged and then married Oct. 9th 2004. A little over 8 years and two beautiful children later, we are still just as in love if not more than our days at WVU. Living in Pittsburgh, we visit Morgantown fairly often, especially for football games. Our kids even love WVU; in fact my son requests “Country Roads” to be sung to him every night before bed. We have so many wonderful memories of WVU and all of the fun times that we had there:)

I saw your post looking for love (stories) on the WVU Alumni Association Facebook page.

I am a Morgantown native with a bachelor’s degree in music (‘96), and my husband, Brian Wolfe, is a ‘95 graduate with a bachelor of music in jazz studies.

As a student pursuing a music ed degree, I was required to be in the marching band for one semester, and reluctantly signed up for the first semester of my freshman year. While i have nothing but price for the “Pride,” I was not really the marching band type.

As we were practicing the week’s field show at the Coliseum one fall afternoon, a group of steel drum players were brought in to highlight our new halftime show, which featured the tune “Under the Sea” from the Disney movie “The Little Mermaid”. Clearly, a match made in Calypso heaven.

Out scooted Brian with his steel pan. I turned to my friend, Patricia Milchanovski and said, “Who’s the cutie with the ponytail? I will bear his children.” YES—my love had a mullet/ponytail at the time! It was the early ‘90s.

Unbeknown to me, Brian turned to a drummer friend and asked, “who’s the cute little Scottish girl?” (I was wearing a plaid skirt and much to my chagrin so many years later, a beret. Again, I place the blame solidly on the early ‘90s.

The rest is history. We dated all through college, moved to New York together, were married in 2003 and have one son, Max, who was born in 2008. I am a freelance makeup artist for magazines, catalogs and TV shows, while Brian is a successful drummer who has shared the stage with David Byrne (currently touring Australia and New Zealand together), Joan Jett, Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings, Sufjan Stevens, Alexi Murdoch, Mark Ronson, Mandy Moore and others. He has also made numerous television appearances on late night with Jimmy Fallon, Ellen, The Tonight Show with Jay Leno, and The View. Not bad for a kid from Clarksburg!

All of my best, and thank you for reading our story! Go Mountaineers!

Noelle

My husband, Jonathan, and I met our first semester at WVU (Fall 1995). We both lived in Dadisman, which at the time was the freshman honor dorm.

We met in the laundry room and have been together ever since. Jonathan graduated with his BS in Chemical Engineering 1999 (he continued and received an MBA from Carnegie Mellon). I was in the first graduating class of the five year education program (with a BA and MA—2000).
We were married in 2000 and now have three children.

Our degrees have afforded us various opportunities and we’ve lived in Wheeling, WV, suburban Chicago and now reside in Charlotte, NC. We love our alma mater!

Regards,
Christine Kuhn

My husband and I met in 1993 when I was a freshman and he was a junior. Chris is a Pi Kappa Phi and I am a Sigma Kappa. We knew each other from mutual friends, but didn’t really hang out until the Sugar Bowl in New Orleans. He walked me back to my hotel when I lost my friends after the game.

When we got back to Morgantown after the bowl, we would talk on campus. When it was time for spring formals, we both needed dates. We happened to be talking to each other one day about our lack of dates and how we didn’t want our friends to fix us up on blind dates. We decided to take each other to our formals the next weekend. All of a sudden, the atmosphere changed between us. It was an “ah-ha” moment. We started dating in the spring of 1994.

On January 10, 1997, Chris asked me to marry him in front of Woodburn Hall. He chose Woodburn as the symbol for WVU to celebrate what brought us together. We were married in August of 1998. The colors for our wedding were gold & blue, of course, and we entered the reception to the fight song.

Although we live in Bridgeport and come to Morgantown frequently, we still make sure to attend the Homecoming parade every year and take our kids to Woodburn and tell the them story. That’s our story!

Amy Crowley Denson

My husband saw the request for WVU Love stories on the Alumni page and told me about it, so I figured it couldn’t hurt to share a story about two native West Virginians finding each other in Morgantown.

It was move-in day at Lincoln Hall in the fall of 2007, and I was starting my freshman year in engineering at WVU. This was the day I met my future husband. Timothy Larrick was an RA at Lincoln Hall, and as luck would have it, this engineering major was my RA. We’d pass each other on the way to and from classes and I’d find myself going to him for advice on projects. He also accompanied my suitemates and me to our first Mountaineer football game.

After that first game, Tim and I didn’t miss a football or a basketball game together, and we started to realize that there was more to our relationship. By January of 2008 we were “officially dating.”

We continued our relationship and love of football and engineering in Morgantown until Tim graduated in May 2010. Our relationship then became long distance as he started his career. I still had another year and a half of school, so Tim came back to enjoy as many football games as he could with me.

On December 31, 2010, Tim took me to Pittsburgh and asked me to spend the rest of my life with him. I then spent all of 2011 finishing out my degree in industrial engineering and planning a wedding for the following spring. I graduated in December 2011, and then we moved to Toledo, Ohio, to start our careers.

We were married April 21, 2012, surrounded by family and friends (many of whom we spent time with in Morgantown).

It has been over 5 years now, and I am so thankful that Tim was my RA and that our shared love of Mountaineer football and basketball brought us together so we can cheer on the Mountaineers no matter where life may take us.

Thank you!!

Samantha (Gracie) Larrick

Hello. I’m just responding to the call on Twitter for WVU love stories. My name is Kel Cecil, and my fiancee’s name is Mollie McCartney. I met Mollie while I was (still am) a part-time Computer Science master’s student at WVU.

I went to WVU Tech for undergrad (also for Computer Science). She’s been in Morgantown since 2004. Mollie was in the Honors College and graduated with degrees in History and Biology. She finished medical school at WVU in the Family Medicine program, and she’s now doing her residency at Ruby Memorial Hospital.

We actually met using eHarmony. I was very busy with my day job and course load and she was busy with her medical school studies, so we really didn’t have time to meet people in the traditional way. We talked on eHarmony for six weeks about geeky things like “Doctor Who” and video games like “The Legend of Zelda” and about WVU football.

We had our first date at Mother India downtown near the post office. We ordered food and started talking about what we do. We kept talking for an hour and a half about everything. I’ve always had a tendency to say what’s on my mind impulsively, and I at one point looked at her and said “You’re very beautiful.” She responded with ”... what?” like I had caught her off guard. I repeated what I had said, and she just smiled from ear to ear.

We left Mother India and walked to the Blue Moose for coffee and talked for another hour or so. We left the Blue Moose and walked around South Park for another hour or so before I walked her back to her car. We hugged each other, and she left. I returned to my car and sat down in the drivers seat, and I can honestly say I had never believed anyone who said you just know when you’ve met “the one” until that very moment.

We met in October, and we were steady by November. She worked a late night at the hospital on Thanksgiving, and I couldn’t stand the thought of her eating a frozen dinner on Thanksgiving. I stayed in Morgantown that year to make her dinner (with lots of guidance from my mom via phone.) We started going steady on Thanksgiving Day 2011 and spent that Christmas together.

She left Morgantown in February for a month to do a rotation at a hospital in Kamakwie, Sierra Leone. I thought I was prepared for this, but I absolutely wasn’t. I don’t mind telling you that I cried after I dropped her off at the Morgantown airport for this trip. I was terrified. I spent almost $1,000 in phone cards and telecommunication fees while she was there just to keep in touch with her twice a week (pro tip: Google Voice and Skype are totally the direction to go.)

The entire experience helped me to frame my relationship into the right perspective. I asked her father for his permission, and I spent two weeks looking for the perfect wedding ring. I made arrangements for us to stay in Washington DC when she returned from Sierra Leone to propose to her.

I picked her up at Dulles Airport when she returned to the States. I met her with a red rose, and she told me later that I hugged her so hard that she couldn’t breathe. We returned to our hotel in Crystal City, VA, and she rested for a while. My plan was to take her to a fancy dinner at Fogo Di Chao in DC and take her to the National Mall where I’d propose. My plan did not take into account that she had been in Africa for a month, and her stomach had not had meat in quite a while. She started feeling sick and decided she’d rather have Subway to ease back into American food. This upset her stomach anyways, so we returned to the our hotel room.

I asked a few times if she’d be able to visit the National Mall but gave up after she started getting irritated. I went to put her ring back into my bag, and I asked her to roll over while I put something away. Everything suddenly began to click in her mind and suddenly found clarity on why I was so persistent on going to the National Mall. She came to her feet in a wobbly sort of way and insisted she was ready to go. I argued with her saying she wasn’t well and needed to rest.

I finally proposed to her in the hotel room after she decided she wouldn’t be able to make it to the mall. I was also afraid she’d vomit on the Metro.

That’s our story up to this point. It’s not always the most romantic, but it’s a very real story that brings tears to my eyes as I type it. It’s very us, and I think that’s pretty romantic.

I don’t get on Facebook often but when I saw this post I was excited to tell our story (I’ll try to make it quick- but I’m a talker!

My name is Jessica Day and I grew up in New York. I didn’t feel as though I fit in NY so I was ready to begin my life once I was able to leave for college. My mom and sister dropped me off at Bennett Tower and left the same day in 2003. I made friends with one of the kids on my floor who just so happened to be friends, and grew up with one of the cutest long curly hair guys, I’ve ever seen. His name was Matt.

We met maybe two or three days into the first week at college and were inseparable since. We officially began dating 10/10/03! I learned to hunt, fish and well, just simply appreciate fresh air, mountains, country roads and the laid back atmosphere. I would often leave Matt’s dorm late, wake up early, grab breakfast and walk to his tower to bring him breakfast (or wake him up!), and we’d walk to the PRT together. We had so many great stories & memories during college.

We’ve recently moved back to Hurricane, WV, to be closer to his family. His father, David Lowe, is also a graduate of WVU. He is actually the cheerleader who did back-flips in the old stadium the ENTIRE length of the field in the 70s. Recently David became ill and we’ve spent a lot of time in Morgantown with him at the hospital. Eerily, it still feels like home for us.

We have many great stories and experience which always makes us closer. Matt finally did pop the question this past August 2012, which I totally blew the proposal. I’m not the girly girl type which needs a big fancy wedding- and I can’t stand DRAMA. But I DO want something special & I tried to do something special as both our families want to see us become Mr. & Mrs. Matt’s parents have been on us to get married since as long as I’ve known them, but when we told them we were going to do it on our 10 year anniversary (10/10/13) which is a Thursday and in Florida, they were very disappointed.

A lot has happened and we continue to work with our families and make alternate plans to make this union happen! We do think we want a Big Game Hunt as our honeymoon—yup, I’m now a little country.

I appreciate you reading my story of how I fell in love, in more ways then one, at WVU.

‘And that was the beginning of the rest of my life’

Just thought I’d drop you a line about how I met my husband at WVU in 2004.

He and I had both just started at WVU, I as a freshman and he as a sophomore transfer. It was the first week of classes and neither of us had met too many people yet. However, we had both met one person in common and all three of us had Biology 115 together. He came over to sit with our friend because he recognized her and then introduced himself to me.

And that was the beginning of the rest of my life. We went to football games, baseball games, Up All Night, and spent our four years at WVU inseparable! Finally after getting settled into the real world and life, we got married in June of 2012!

That is our story in a nutshell! Oh and we even had the Mountaineer at our wedding!

I saw your Facebook status about WVU love stories. My name is Brittany Hohn…well now Brittany Whitlock.

I just got married last November to my husband, Josh, and we met my sophomore year (2007) at WVU. We both played sports at WVU; I was on the track team and he was on the baseball team. We met after practice one day as one of my fellow teammates introduced us as we bumped into each other in the Coliseum. My teammate and I were walking to the PRT because we didn’t have cars at the time but he offered to drive us home instead.

Josh and I have been together for 5 1/2 years since that day. I figured I’d share my story since we just got married and if it weren’t for going to WVU I would have never met the love of my life.

Hi, my name is Amanda Allen and I met my husband at WVU while helping with the “hot shots” program for the freshman move in. We met in 2002 at Stalnaker Hall, and got married in 2005!

My name is Summer Ratcliff, I am a non-traditional junior political science student at WVU. I met my love because of WVU and I want to share our “WVU-luv” story!

In the fall of 2011, I was working a part time job at Figleaf Clothing Boutique on High Street in downtown Morgantown. Every day that I worked with a particular girl, Alicia, I’d talk about my love of sports and she would talk about her love of fashion. We didn’t have much in common in our areas of interest, but for some reason I felt a strong connection to her.

One day while I was talking about my favorite baseball team, the St. Louis Cardinals, she looked at me and said “you would be perfect for my brother! He loves baseball and is crazy about sports just like you.” I laughed it off and continued straightening the clothes.

Two weeks later, Alicia and I went out downtown for Halloween. We took a funny video for her brother, Tyler, on my phone and she made me send it to him. I figured out later this was her way of ensuring we had each other’s phone numbers. That night Tyler and I spent more than 6 hours texting each other. We talked about our love of sports and our love of WVU (he had gone to WVU previously). We shared our dreams of the future and ended our texting conversation around 6am.

For the next 3 months Tyler would occassionally send me texts to see what I was up to and to talk about the latest sports news. As time went by his texts became more and more frequent until one day in mid-February I realized we were texting all day, every day.

*To clarify why we still hadn’t met in person, Tyler had already left Morgantown and WVU and was back in Northern Virginia working full time.

One day Tyler sent me a text and said he wanted to come meet me and spend a weekend with me in Morgantown. I have to be honest, my heart skipped probably ten beats or more. I was exstatic but SO EXTREMELY NERVOUS.

All week every time I would see Alicia at work I’d bombard her with questions about her brother. Of course she was the typical little sister. “He’s nothing special” or “He’s just a video game nerd”... etc… She kept saying “you need to calm down, you’ll be fine!”

Friday, February 24, 2012, finally arrived! Tyler was driving to town after he got off work and we planned to meet at the WVU vs Marquette men’s basketball game at the Coliseum. Since Tyler wouldn’t be in town until just after the game started I went to the coliseum with Alicia and her friend.

Tyler finally text me and said he had made it and to come meet him at the green gate. (Alicia made me go alone!) The second I laid eyes on him, I knew this was going to be something special. HE WAS SO HANDSOME! We walked to our seats and had the typical awkward conversation. But for the remainder of the game, we talked non-stop. I honestly don’t remember what happened during the game or if we even won!? All I remmeber is that I realized I had found my missing puzzle piece.

That summer I lived with Tyler and his dad in Northern Virginia. We were constantly on some adventure together. We did everything from baseball games to beach trips to days at amusement parks and even took a trip to Maine and NYC. But my favorite thing we did that summer was fall in love. <3>

I am back at WVU for my Junior year now and Tyler is still in Northern Virginia. We have skype dates almost every night and have our own special phone app that we use for texting each other. Tyler comes to Morgantown for almost every home football game and at the first game I realized even more so why he’s truly my other half. We both want to make sure we are in our seats before the Pride takes the field and win or lose we both refuse to leave until the last note of Country Roads is played. (And every time the Mounties score we share a kiss to celebrate!)

Tyler has become my best friend and the person that helps get me through each day. I have just over two and a half semesters left at WVU, and I must say, I can’t wait until its over so I can be with my love every day!

Our amazing love story is still being written, but on every page there is a connection to WVU. This truly is a WVU-love story!

LETS GO MOUNTAINEERS!

As I was driving on Willey Street in Morgantown one summer morning, a man came out of the old copy store and crossed the road without looking causing me to almost hit him. When I went into Business Management class that afternoon, I recognized the guy I had almost hit and apparently he recognized me as we’ll as he asked didn’t you almost hit me this morning and without hesitation I said yes you should look next time you cross the road. We continued our summer class together, I was getting ahead, he was catching up. Eventually he asked me to go rock climbing at Coopers Rock with him and friends. Either the friends backed out or they were never planning to go so it ended up as our first date. About a month into summer school, I lost my sister to a car accident. Although we had only known each other a month, he dropped everything and came to be with me. Knowing then we were to be together. He proposed at Coopers Rock the following spring and a year later we were married surrounded by our Sigma Nu brothers and Sigma Kappa sisters. In June we will celebrate 18 years of marriage.

Hello! My name is Jackie Ayres Whetzel and my husband Joe and I, both natives of West Virginia, met in 2002 while attending WVU. I was a junior Advertising major and Sigma Kappa sister and Joe was a senior Economics major.

Joe and I worked together at a little country bar called the Little Village in Star City. I was a bartender and he worked as a doorman. Joe and I became really good friends while working together, and we made the best out of our late night Wednesday “Pool” shifts working alone together where Joe spent most of the evening helping me with my Spanish homework.

Joe and I remained good friends throughout the years even though we lived hours apart post college. We both lived in differed cities for work. Myself in New York City and he in Virginia Beach. Joe and I didn’t start dating until we reconnected in the fall of 2009. We reunited at the first Mountaineer football game of the season in Morgantown (of course!). After catching up on many years of lost time, Joe and I started making lots of roads trips to see one another and eventually made it official.

We were married in 2010, and just had our first child, a beautiful daughter Kennedy 6 months ago. In fact, Kennedy attended her first WVU football game when I was 3 months pregnant—as Joe and I traveled to Miami for the Discover Orange Bowl! Wasn’t that a game to remember!

Kennedy already has a closet full of blue and gold and we can’t wait to take her to her first Mountaineer football and basketball games to introduce her to her future alma mater and the place where her mommy and daddy met :-)

I graduated from WVU in 2003 from the business school and I met my husband, Adam Gray, at WVU.

Adam and I met the fall of my senior year in 2002. We met at a bar called Town Hill. My girlfriend, Angie, worked there. I went in one night and to help her bar tend. When I walked in I immediately saw Adam. He’s 6 ft. 5 in. so sorta hard to miss!

I asked Angie who he was and she of course knew him and told me he was in a fraternity called AGR (Alpha Gamma Rho) and was their president. Having been in my sorority for three years I knew all the frats on campus and had never heard of his. I told her he was just too cute.

Angie then took it upon herself when Adam came to the bar to give him a beer and said it was on me. He then called me over and thanked me and asked me my name. I just stood there shocked.

We saw each other every Tuesday night at Town Hill for about six weeks until we had our first kiss. After that first kiss we were inseparable. Our love story was just amazing. A chance meeting between a country boy from WV and city girl from the DC area. We were married in 2006 and have two beautiful children Ava and Colin.

I was fortunate to meet my Mountaineer bride (Teresa) on Capitol Hill after we both graduated from the WVU School of Journalism and began working for different members of the U.S. House of Representatives in Washington, D.C. We did not know each other at WVU but fell in love at first sight on South Capitol Street and caught Potomac Fever. We will celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary this May, and each day we are proud of our West Virginia University allegiance.
Happy Valentine’s Day!

Ivan and I met during our freshmen year at WVU during the fall of 2004. We both resided at Dadisman Hall and met through our mutual friend, Scott Watterson, an engineering major who lived next door to Ivan at Dadisman. Although I turned Ivan down the first time he asked me out to a WVU football game, he persisted and we eventually began dating during the spring of 2005! We were both enrolled in the same psychology course and used to have study dates together at the Life Sciences Building. Although Ivan transferred to WVU Tech during his sophomore year, we continued dating long-distance and he returned to WVU for his junior and senior years. We graduated in 2008 and I stayed at WVU to earn my master’s degree in journalism, while Ivan moved to Charleston, WV, to work on the medical rehabilitation floor at Charleston Area Medical Center.

Although we were both extremely busy with graduate school and work, we continued to see each other periodically. When I graduated with my master’s degree in 2010, I moved to the northern Virginia area after obtaining a job in the PR department at an oncology membership association in Alexandria, Virginia. That same year, Ivan moved to Morgantown to work on the med-surg ICU unit at West Virginia University Hospitals. Finally, during the summer of 2011, Ivan moved to the northern Virginia area after securing a job as a certified critical care registered nurse in the med-surg unit at Inova Alexandria Hospital. He proposed to me the day he moved to Alexandria! After spending six years following each other around WV and northern Virginia, we were engaged! We were married on July 21, 2012 in my hometown of Charleston, WV.

I met my boyfriend Sean on my first night on WVU’s campus my freshman year. I had just moved into Lyon tower where I instantly met some girl friends. We heard of a party downtown so we decided to venture from Evansdale to the Downtown campus by foot in the 100% August humidity. Some how we ended up on Richwood Ave. trudging up the mountain where we heard someone yell “Hey!We have beer!”. The girls and I came to a unanimous decision that we were tired of walking and needed a drink break ;). We walked up to the house and met a group of WVU students who I now consider to be my life long friends.

Right away, I became attracted to a young man in a red shirt (who I referred to as “red shirt” for a few days). He was quiet but was always smiling. I could tell he was a good person by the way he carried himself and how he interacted with others. I wanted to know more about him.
For the rest of the weekend and the following week, my girlfriends and I met up with the same group of friends we met on Richwood Ave. After the 3rd or 4th time meeting, word got around that I was interested in Sean. We finally exchanged numbers, went on a few dates, and decided to make things official on Sept. 4, 2007.

We have the most incredible memories from WVU together and I will always remember our time there. One memory that stands out to be the most is the time Sean convinced me to jump off of the Bluehole bridge. Sean is known to be a dare devil so when he first told me to jump I thought he was insane! After watching him do it, I finally grew the courage to try it. He described to me in detail how I needed to jump to land the correct way. He told me to “just relax” and to have fun. Both my roommate and I, 80 feet high, took the leap of faith into the freezing river. Not listening to Sean’s advice at all, I flailed my legs and landed in the water in a weird position. I came to the surface crying. Sean was out to save me in less than three seconds and pulled me back to the bank. After a few tears, we are all joking and laughing and of course Sean wanted to jump again…and again.

Throughout college, Sean was my tailgating partner in crime, my late night DP dough companion, my hiking buddy, and ALWAYS my support through the good and the bad. He taught me to let go, take risks, and to just have fun. I truly am a better person because of him.

Sean graduated from WVU with his B.S. in Industrial Engineering and is currently working at American Infrastructure in Fallston, MD. I graduated with my B.A. in Psychology. I am now working at St. Elizabeth School in Baltimore City with special needs students. I am also working on my Master’s Degree in Special Education. In March, we are moving into our first place in downtown Baltimore!

Thanks for letting us share our story. LETS GOOO MOUNTAINEERS!

My husband John and I met while both students in theatre at the Creative Arts Center. We were friends during our senior year—but had really not had much interaction before that. We started to talk in the spring of our senior year, and on the very last day of our very last final, he asked me out. I said sure. So on May 14, 1985, we went boating on Cheat Lake, took a walk through the arboretum, and went into the recital hall at the CAC and played some Billy Joel tunes on the piano there. To make a very long story short, we were married four years later, on May 28, 1989, and over the next several years, had three sons. Two are now students at WVU—one in music education and the other in engineering. Our third is still at home. We will celebrate our 24th anniversary in May. Now we come back to the CAC to see our son in concerts, and our other son in the alto sax section of the Pride. It has been a really good run. That’s our story.

It was mid-summer 2001, and I was at home in New Jersey working at the local Sam Goody store. My younger sister and her friends wanted to borrow my vacant Morgantown apartment to go to the Van’s Warped Tour concert in Pittsburgh. Hesitant to allow them to use my apartment unsupervised, my roommate and I made an impromptu vacation out of the whole ordeal and drove to Morgantown. Immediately after arriving I suggested my traditional Morgantown favorite food, Pittsburgh Stackers, and cheese balls from the Rusted Musket. I called in an order, but since it was mid-summer they were not delivering, so I walked up Third Street to go pick up my food.
When I arrived, as I recall, they were out of bread or something and I ended up waiting for about a half hour for my food. During that time, a young handsome guy, Chris, started a conversation with me, and we talked about everything from our majors to what concerts we had attended in the last year.
Chris was a Morgantown native and grew up on Junior Avenue, the same street where I had my first student teaching experience, at Suncrest Elementary. We also discovered that in the prior year, I lived in the apartment above him, on Third Street. Needless to say, the food was done before our conversation, so we exchanged phone numbers.
When I returned to school in the fall of 2001, we hung out every week or so, but by October, it hjad become more serious as indicated by his friends who started to introduce me as his girlfriend, so we just went with it.
I graduated the following spring, and we moved to Danville, Virginia, where I found a job- or more accurately, the job found me.
We dated for years, we got some animals together, and bought a house, and we finally decided to marry in the summer of 2008.
We welcomed our son, Alex in October of 2010, and have high hopes that Alex will be a future Mountaineer. We occasionally visit his parents who still reside on Junior Avenue, and often remind them that Alex will be living with them for his senior year, so he can get the coveted in state tuition in 2029.

My fiance and I met at the WVU vs Maryland football game in September 2006. We are both from the same hometown, Point Pleasant, WV, but didn’t know each other even though we had mutual friends. We were both in the “Point” section at the stadium – 211 and started talking. A week later (including a trip back home) we were dating and have been together ever since! I am a 2009 and 2011 grad from the School of Journalism and Cheyne studied Medical Technology and graduated in 2009. We are getting married next May.

My husband and I met in South Park,Morgantown in 1977, after our 1st year at WVU. I moved in the upstairs apt. of a house that was divided into “3” apts, and Jim lived downstairs. A day or two after moving in, Jim coaxed me to “check out” some action down the street where there was a fire truck and something going on. I was hesitant, but he persisted, and I remember thinking “this guy is going to persist”, so, what the heck, I’ll go check the scene with him.” So that was our start. Now,36 years later, we are married and still “in love.” We lived in Morgantown for 10 years. I stayed out from school 3 and 1/2 years after my freshman year, then went back and received my BS in Agriculture, worked as a Researcher at WVU for about a year. Jim graduated with a degree in Journalism. Jim moved to Northern VA in ‘86 and I in ‘87 and that year we married. Our daughter is currently a sophomore at WVU. It is such a blessing that she chose WVU, because we are so fond of Morgantown, and the “specialness” of that place has never left our hearts. It is great to go back fairly often to visit, reminesce, and tell our adventures of our time there to our daughter. Ironically, she signed on to lease an apt. for next year, right across the street from where her dad and mom first met!

My husband and I met at WVU in 2006. We both got jobs at the newly built University Town Center at Old Navy. I happened to be his “crew trainer.” What for many years was a close friendship in taking classes together, and going out on High Street, turned into love in 2010. We both graduated in 2008 but were in Morgantown, at the bar Chic-n-Bones, in the spring of 2010 and what was just a friendship turned into something more. We dated for a few years and in July, 2012 got married. We both are the biggest WVU fans. My husband was the captain of the Pride of West Virginia Drumline from 2006-2007. We saw no better place to get married than in the place we met and fell in love, Morgantown. I married my husband on July 28, 2012 at the WVU Erickson Alumni Center. The best part of the day was after the ceremony we even were able to get pictures taken on Mountaineer Feild! I have the best memories from college and truly value my education, but what I cherish most is that I was able to meet the person I’m spending the rest of my life with. I attribute WVU to making that happen for us. Our life is definitely a “Mountaineer Merger.”

GO MOUNTAINEERS!! :)

I met Scott near the end of my sophomore year of my undergraduate year in 2010.
My friend wanted to go to a party that a bunch of people from her hometown was attending. I agreed to go with her even though I knew I wasn’t going to know any one there. We were waiting around in her car in front of the Life Science building. We finally got out and headed to the house on Beechurst. We ran into two guys who told us they were going to another party and that there was no longer a party where we were heading. We followed them and after many treks up monstrous hills, we got there.
I immediately felt uncomfortable because everyone seemed to know everyone else. Two guys came up to my friend and me and introduced themselves. One guy in particular, was good looking. He had everything that I wished for. Tall, Dark, and that fine stubbly facial hair. ;) We talked for a while and ended up going to a few other parties together that night. At the end of the night, we went to DP Dough and even shared a seat.
A couple days later, I had a friend request on Facebook from him. I, of course, waited awhile before I accepted.
We didn’t talk after that, but I did notice he was actually in one of my Economics classes. Even weirder, the day of my final, I was late and sat in one of the few empty seats left…right in front of him.
A day later, he Facebook chatted me. He asked me if my friend and I wanted to go grab some food with him and his friend. My friend was so excited; she came and picked me up around midnight. We picked them up at the library where they were pulling all nighters and went to McDonalds. When we got there, I didn’t talk much, but I didn’t need to. Scott was full of jokes, trying to make us laugh, but he also had a boisterous way..which made me think he was a little into himself. ;)
A couple days later after his last final, he asked if me and my friend wanted to celebrate with him. We agreed and met him downtown. This time it was just three girls…and three guys. How convenient huh?
We ended up talking all night and went to the Rusket Musket and got some food.
The next day, I went back home to Charleston for the summer. The first two months, we hardly talked. Just a couple chats on Facebook…he didn’t even have my number!
Around August, I get a call from him. My friend had given him my number. The calls were always really short, but we talked almost every other day. I found out we were going to be in the Finance program together the next semester!
Summer was over and it was time to go back to Morgantown. I went back early, just to make myself available if he wanted to see me. We hung out a couple times, but I never thought it was going to be serious. Sooner or later, it became a daily thing. I felt myself falling for him.
A couple months into the semester we conveniently scheduled a mock interview on the same day. It was right before a night football game, our favorite. We were running late and were catching the PRT to the Hospital. I had to take off my heels and run just to catch up to him. We made it to the game after the National Anthem were sung. We saw some of his friends and stayed with them the remainder of the game. Even though his friends had all been drinking, and we hadn’t, it was the best game I’ve ever been to. He couldn’t stop smiling and had his arm around me the whole time.
Scott asked me out shortly after that, on November 11, 2010. Since then, we have gone through everything together. We studied together every day and took all the same courses together. It was extremely hard when I studied abroad in China, but he was there to pick me up when I got back. We traveled to NYC together, and explored the city with each other. He was an extreme support system when my childhood dog and love of my life died. We literally do EVERYTHING together. We graduated together in May 2012 both Magna Cum Laude and with Finance degrees.
We went back home to live with our parents after graduating, but somehow ended up working full time jobs in Morgantown. I know our relationship isn’t particularly long, but I have to thank WVU for giving me the best years of my life and the best partner I could ever have.

My husband Bill and I met while students at WVU, spring semester 1981. We were introduced by a mutual friend and WVU Alum Chuck Witt, at none other than the Blue Tic Tavern, where we proceeded to play quarter bounce and then attend the NIT game at the coliseum later that night. The rest is history. Chuck would eventually serve as Best Man at our wedding and Godfather to our son Danny.
Still very happily married, we will celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary this year, and send our fourth son to school at WVU, leaving only his younger sister to follow. So in about six years(?) we should be a family of Seven WVU Alumni!
Although Bill and I both grew up in Pittsburgh, we have lived in Morgantown for almost 36 years now and call it home. Welcoming our fellow Alumni friends from time to time for football games reminds us of the fun times we had together as students at WVU so many years ago.
Gooooooooooo Mountaineers!!!!!

Well, I guess Adrian Mascari and I are one of those “WVU Luv” for sure. We met the first day of our MBA program when Dr. Speaker was putting everyone in groups for team projects. He happened to put me with the cute Italian.

We dated for the length of the program and got engaged our second summer during our Study Abroad trip to Italy. We got married in August after graduation. The rest, of course, is history, including three beautiful daughters and a handsome son.

Aaron Holsclaw and I are definitely a WVU “luv” story. We actually lived a floor apart for my freshman (his sophomore) year in Braxton Tower, and many of our friends were/are friends with each other. We met the night of the ‘02 Maryland game.

My best friends, who were juniors, were too cool to live in Towers anymore and had moved to the corner of Beechurst and Campus, (now a parking lot!) in a house with a wrap-around covered porch. After the game and naps, we started our celebration of a Mountaineer win on the porch’s roof.

At some point during the party, the police showed up and parked at the big green house (about three doors down). With caution lights on, they stopped just long enough to duct-tape an “Alternate DUI Route” sign to a telephone poll. As soon as the police pulled away, three boys slunk out the door of the big green house with a box cutter, snagged the sign, and scurried back inside.

We started hooting and hollering, and eventually, our cheering paid off. The boys who lived in the big green house came down the street to party with us, and my future husband was among them.

When he made it to the roof of the wrap around porch, I was smoking a cigarette and had just finished a drink. Ever the gentleman, he sat down beside me with a plastic jug and asked, “Would you like some of my hobo central heating?”

“What?” I asked.

He chuckled, and I swooned. We stayed on the roof until the last drunk bus drove past, learning that all of our friends knew each other, that we shared a philosophy class, and he went to the Mountainlair for breakfast with his friends.

His friends all called him “Elo,” a Counter-Strike nickname. I thought it was his name. We met the following weekend at another party and shared our first kiss. It wasn’t until about six weeks and fifteen dates later that he asked me to start calling him by his real name.

“What?” I asked.

He chuckled again, and I swooned, again.

I moved in with him later that year, and we were married in 2007 after we had both graduated.

When that house was torn down, we went to the construction site and took a broken brick. I don’t know what happened to the DUI sign, but I like to think that it found a home.

We’re still very much in love eleven years later and looking forward to a Mountaineer family of our own!