About 3 or 4 years ago at Skydive Dallas, I think during a boogie weekend, Mariann was up late organizing a 3 point, 15 or 18 way dirt dive that she wanted to jump the next day. She went around trying to find bodies, and packer Kevin had volunteered me to participate. After a bit of coaxing, I finally traded my beer for a creeper. I don't know how many times she yelled at Chip and I to come back for the formation while we were doing track dives, but I thought it was funny.
Once we had the bodies, and she had pretty much organized, she put me in the base. The guy across from me, and myself were given the responsibility of making sure the other side of the formation was formed and to signify the change of points. Once the work on the creepers was done, we were off to the mock-ups to practice our exit. After a few attempts, and an excellent dirt dive, Mariann excused everyone after telling us that we did exceptionally well. Kevin and I hung around after everyone had dissapated, and I asked her how I did. She told me that I did an awesome job and without missing a beat, Kevin asked her if she would believe that I had never jumped before. The look she gave was definitely a kodak moment...she took a step back and her eyes got as big as baseballs.
Mariann, I'm going to miss you. Leave me an open slot for when I come and join you guys later.