About five years ago a close friend of mine found this amazing evidence of our overly imaginative childhood and kept it, figuring it just might prove true and give everyone a laugh. What a sneaky devil. I'm so glad she did, as it absolutely had Mike and I in stitches. I distinctly remember giving all imaginary boyfriends and husbands the name Mike. Either that was a really popular name at the time or I had some creepy insight into my future... minus moving to Mexico, the December wedding, the singing career and whoever the heck Elizabeth is, of course. Hilarious! Thanks, Terry!