Talk about the sickest dunk, we had one guy throw it off the library which was about 60-feet away, back onto the court it bounced, and he timed it, went over there and got it. It was outstanding, man. It was crazy.
We were to equally strong types [with my husband], equally pigheaded - neither of us wanted to give in. And. . . I like to think those quarrels made us better, that they enlivened our life, because without them we would have had a normal life, yes, but banal and boring.