It was the end of my sophomore year of college. Sarah Masters and I had each been volunteering with Matt Rice in the middle school youth program at St. Joseph’s in Bryan for over a year. We’d just finished all our youth nights for the spring and were transitioning into the summer. Matt said he wanted to take us to lunch. I just assumed this was to talk about the past semester and the retreat we’d had a few weeks prior, either that or to plan for the fall. Matt, Sarah and I went to downtown Bryan, to Mr.