So, I’m not Sally and my husband isn’t Harry….but you get the picture! (well hopefully) Robby and I met in Algebra II class, ninth grade (tenth for him), Mrs. Losey’s class. It was the first day of high school and every girl just prays that she makes it through the first day without something horrible happening! It was last period and I didn’t know a soul! How does that happen?…obviously, I had Algebra I with a great group of gals…