Two of my high school English teachers have been dating, I think, longer than anyone in my graduating class has even been alive. Yesterday, Pat, as we call him, was a speaker, and halfway through his speech he changed the subject to his love for Ms. Slavens. Everyone was happy, and we got even more excited when he said “She once told me that when we get married, she wants…” and all of us expected a proposal. Alas, Pat did not, it seemed, want to co-opt our big day with his own public proposal, but really, we all wanted him to. So, there was no proposal, and we all left the commencement ceremony just a bit disappointed.