I understand too! When I was about 17, there was a tall, skinny, pimply kid of 19 who rode a bicycle to the Hall. He was always staring at me and maneuvering to get in our car group for service. My parents thought I should be paying attention to him, at least considering him for a suitor. What did we possibly have in commom, but that we were Dubs, and went to the same Hall. He eventually went off to Bethel but didn't stay long. He married a sister and they had five kids. She was a nurse and supported them all.
Wow, that coulda been me!