Alumni Love Stories
Please submit your love story to me at email@example.com. Or tell me who has a good one (and I'll pester them to write it up for us).
I was first Exec.Director of AIESEC-US and set up the US national office in 1960-61 in NYC. One day I called upon Dr. Albert Ayers, Chairman of our Board and head of the Education Dept. at Hill & Knowlton P/R. He had a wonderful, beautiful, smart private secretary from N.Carolina named Julia Love Read. Your faithful first E.D. was smitten, and henceforth of course had to have many in-person meetings with our Board Chair. One day after typing a long report for me, Julia Love asked if she could do anything else for me. I replied, sure, maybe she could… sit on my lap! I almost got slugged. I am pleased to report, it took awhile, but eventually the atmosphere in Dr. Ayers office did thaw. So much so, that your hardworking first national-office guru and the great secretary were married in Henderson, NC. on June 10, 1961. They moved to Houston, TX., where they continued to set up many more LC’s at Texas universities, to host AIESEC student interns for many years, and of course, to multiply. The end.
Sal and Kia Venegas:
Sal and I had known each other in AIESEC in the late 90’s. I was at KU and Sal at
Jonathan and Karen Thigpen
Jonathan and I knew each other casually throughout our time in AIESEC as college students…I was a member of AIESEC Michigan and he at Georgia Tech. We had met at a couple of the national conferences but neither one of us felt major sparks until the 40th Anniversary Gala in 1998. I was the coordinator for the event and had begun looking over the list of attendees when I jokingly told a couple of the national staffers that I had agreed to organize the event with the sole intention of meeting my future husband. I had already served a year on the national staff and had heard the saying over and over again that 1 out of 3 AIESECers marry another AIESECer…Since I was in my final year with the organization, I figured that time was ticking for me to find out if those odds pertained to me. I scanned the list of paid alums and noticed Jonathan Thigpen's name. I recalled him being a tall, handsome, Southern gentleman and was curious what had come of him after college. I also recalled that we shared a mutual friend, Peter Stewart. Peter and I had gotten to know each other when he was the coordinator for IC in Atlanta and I recalled sharing with him my dating woes and disaster stories from the NYC singles scene. Several times he had encouraged me back then to meet his friend Jonathan and assured me he was exactly what I was looking for in a mate. Now back then, Jonathan was living in South Florida and I had little or no interest in being set up with someone who lived in another state. So I repeatedly declined Peter's offer to set us up. But, something made me call up Peter and get the scoop on Jonathan as the gala approached. Peter shared a little bit about what Jonathan was doing these days and to be honest, he sounded like he was doing great. Both men arrived in NYC and Jonathan was even more handsome than I remembered. We spent a good deal of the gala chatting and the following night getting to know each other. By the end of the weekend, we agreed to stay in touch and did so through a NYC – South Florida romance for the following 8 months (we have Sarah Endline and Peter Stewart to thank for encouraging this courtship). Shortly thereafter, I found myself leaving NYC in rental truck moving to South Florida and married just one year later. We have since moved to Central Florida where Jonathan heads up a civil engineering firm and I serve as a sales director for Mary Kay Cosmetics from my home. Our oldest son, Jacob is 4, our daughter, Ava, is 2 1/2 and by the time this story is published, our third child will be born. We'll be married eight years in June. And as you might guess, Sarah Endline, Peter Stewart and my then roommate, Heather Blahnik were all members of our wedding party. I look back at my AIESEC days and know there were many times I lacked sense or judgment… luckily pursuing Jonathan was not one of them.