August 27th 2017, Sunday

[posted by Luke’s Dad]

On Sunday afternoon, August 27th, Luke was at a coffee shop in Silverdale, WA. He was there at that coffee shop both Saturday and Sunday afternoon. He was hard at work on law school stuff. He said he wanted to get everything done that weekend so he could devote all his time during the week to Allison and to everyone who were coming up for the wedding.

I was at the Verhofstadt’s house with Lucy and Alison on Sunday. Lucy and I had just gotten back from getting ice cream and she was down for a nap. During the afternoon Allison went out to visit Luke at the coffee shop and give him some loving support. She knew he hated being away from everyone, but it was important to him get this work done and not have anything else to do during “wedding week”. Luke and I were talking back and forth via text while he was at the coffee shop. In addition to his law school work, he was also trying to finish an article for Being Libertarian and I was sending him edits. Weeks later, I looked over his law school notebooks. He took very copious and detailed notes. I saw in that weekend alone he did a tremendous amount of law school work at the coffee shop. He had the work ethic of an ox, just like his brother Spencer.

At around 6pm, he met us all for dinner at the house that we had rented in Bremerton. His aunt Christine (Aunt Dean), his grandmother (G-ma J), and Al (Al My Pal) had just arrived from NJ. Luke, Allison, Lucy, Aunt Dean, G-ma J, Al My Pal, and myself had dinner on the deck overlooking the lake. I took a picture from the deck that night of the sunset on the lake and posted it on Facebook.

Luke was so happy. I remember he was flying Lucy around the house. He would put her on her stomach on one of his shoulders, and he would hold her arms out in front of her while he ran around the house. Of course, she laughed like crazy, and the very second he would stop doing it, she would yell, “More!”. He sat there at the table after dinner and eagerly told us stories about law school, and all the crazy SJW’s. He told us about the friends he had already made, and the professors he had made an impression on, and who had made an impression on him.

Ice Cream Cones

[posted by Allison]

This picture is one of my favorite memories of Luke ever

We had just finished meeting with our priest for marriage prep and we’re going to walk to dinner before we needed to hear back to the church for choir practice. It was a beautiful, warm day outside and we decided midway through dinner we both wanted ice cream. I said we should just play it safe and order it off the menu so we weren’t late for choir practice. Luke knew I preferred ice cream in cones and he wanted an “exciting flavor” (lol) instead of plain, so he found a place we could walk to on his phone and we decided to risk it. We speed walk to this place because we were cutting it close and we get there and the place had closed like a month before. I started laughing and saying “told you so” (like the awesome fiancée I was) and he finds ANOTHER place on his phone. I started to argue that we will be so late and he grabs my hand and says “ITS HAPPENING” and we literally sprint there. While I order inside for us, Luke calls an UBER to drive us 4 blocks to rehearsal since we were going to be so late if we walked and we jump into this car with huge ice cream cones. We made it to rehearsal with one minute to spare and it took us a good half hour to finish our cones in between singing some sacred music. He had this big smile on his face the whole rehearsal and we kept laughing at how ridiculous that was the entire time. He never settled for anything, even something as small and silly as ice cream, and I loved that about him so much.

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