On the first official date I had with Kent, the man who I would end up marrying, we discussed that we were both interested in having children. I told him that I liked the name Dot for a girl. He talked about the pointillism genre painting as being mistakenly founded, as according to Seurat, he was not painting points (dots), but lines. On the other hand, Kent was an admirer of Dorothy Parker (in whose honor one could name a child Dot). He began to talk about Dorothy Parker's style of humor and writing, and it occurred to me that one could describe Ring Larder, who I loved, in a similar way. Kent reached for a compilation of Dorothy Parker stories on his bookshelf, and upon reading the back cover, I saw that the editor made the same comparison to Ring Lardner. I was stunned.
Our relationship quickly escalated and Kent and I were certain that we had been placed together by God.
When my son's due date ended up being Dorothy Parker's birthday, I knew that God was winking at us, and I was tickled to be reminded that God knows all across time, and that that delightful early conversation between Kent and me would serve as a humorous reminder of God's presence in our lives so many years later.
Katie and Dot