I met Jordan in my second week at Carolina since he lived with Adam & Andrew in Mo-town. We quickly added him to our Fan Club Family. I remember him before Vineyard Vines invaded his wardrobe, before the croakies hung from his neck like frat jewelery, and before his Sperry Topsiders stunk like an oyster bake the next day. I remember him in tie-dye and from Mo-town parties, from beach-side chats and theme dressing gone hickishly wrong. There is so much to love about Jordan:
He is chivalrous when there is a damsel in distress.
7 years of ridiculous friendship. Circa 2004.
Happy birthday Jordan!
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