Two kids in rat city

The story is simple.
We both lived in the same run-down-but-wonderful apartment building in Allston.
We became friends. I beat Matt in a game of Scrabble.
He played guitar on New Year's Eve. I borrowed his Phish sweatshirt. 
We fell in love. 

On the way to getting married, we've graduated college, gotten jobs, changed jobs, started grad school, bought a car together, and so much more. Through it all we've been lucky to have each other and all of you. Matt and I are always overwhelmed by how loved we are. Our community of family and friends-who-are-family have been there with us all along the way and we cannot wait to toast this new era with you.