Oh yeah, because I'll never forget it. The first time I met her, she was coming through a double door into the conservatory auditorium. She was going out. I was going in, so I held the door for her. We didn't speak. Just nodded. Years later, I was giving a lecture before the concert in that same auditorium to students, asking me questions mostly. One question was the one you just asked me: how did you meet your wife? I was on stage, the very stage that we use today. I pointed from the stage to that door. I said, Coming through that door. " The next year we came back to play, and the dean of the conservatory, <span class="fullMatch" id="match_53">Dean Carl Nosse Nosse Nosse</span>, came on stage and said, "We have a little surprise for Dave," and said, "Will you shine a light on that door and then just move it over to that curtain. " Behind the curtain was a plaque that's there, saying, "Coming through these doors, Dave Brubeck and Iola Whitlock started their musical life together. " Then the light. A student pulled a little string and the curtain was open, and there it was. The next day we were going to the airport in San Francisco from Stockton. I said to Iola, my wife, and to Russell Gloyd . . . [recording interrupted] The next day, when we were going to the airport, I said to Russell and to Iola, I think our archives should go to this university. Where else do we have all these memories, for both of us. That's how the archives went to University of Pacific, through the dean. That dean also was the one who wanted us to start the Brubeck Institute. But it was at this College of Pacific, now University of Pacific, that I finally did speak to Iola. It was on Friday afternoon from the radio station on campus that Iola was running the - producing the show that day called "Friday frolic. " It's Friday afternoon when the school week is out. Then I was asked to have the band there. There'd be people come in and do little skits and plays and talk. Iola came out of the back where she was balancing a show and said, "Will you take everything out of your pockets and quit stamping your feet so hard? " I said, "Why? " She said, "That's all we can hear in here, is your pounding your foot and the change that - whatever's in your pocket is rattling. " I said, "I've been kicked out of better places than this. " That was our first conversation. I took off my shoes and poured all of my change, keys, and stuff, and quit beating my foot so loud.