Diane Burell
Diane Burrell (Anzlovar later Hintz)
Relationship: first wife
Birth Info: 18-sep-1963
Birth Location: Michigan
How did we meet
While I was taking computer classes at OCC, Acid John introduced me to Diane in the hallway near the lab. ### history
Diane and I started dating soon after we met. We used to go to her house. After a while, I started staying over. For my birthday, 1982, she gave me a BJ for my birthday.
We got married July 22, 1983, by an episcopal minister. My famil was disappointed that we didn’t get married in the Catholic Church, and I don’t think they took our relationship very seriously.
We lived in a one bedroom apartment just inside the city limits of Detroit, near Telegraph and Grand River. We soon moved to another apartment in Southfield near Beech Daly and ____, north of Grand River. A year later, with the assistance of my father, we moved into a house on Wakenden, Redford, Michigan, just a few houses south of Eight Mile.
We had cats named Flink and Penelope (Penny).
Diane was really into sewing, having learned when she was 8 because she was tall.
Her mom’s name was Dolores, and her dad’s name was Wallace Eugene Burrell, but I never really had a name to call him by, and after a while it became like “and at this point I’m afraid to ask”. His family all called him “Bunny” despite him being a tall guy. The story as I recall it was that when he was a kid, he had a bunny costume for halloween. The zipper broke and he was kind of stuck in it for a little bit. I could never call him that. I tried calling him “old man” but that went over like a lead balloon
He taught me most of what I knoew about working on cars.
Diane was the second youngest of 5 kids: Kurt, Cathy (who had a son named Charlie), Lynne, Diane and Laura.
DIane and I never really wanted kids, or at least that’s what we told each other. Within 6 months of us breaking up, she was pregnamt with her daughter Kendrick, and was briefly married to the father. They divorced, and she remarried Roger Hintz and took his last name. They moved to Memphis for a while, and then decided to move to Colorado after I’d been living here.
When their truck arrived, they didn’t know anyone else in Denver, so when it came to asking for help unloading, they called me. I remember in particular thinking that day that I thought I’d moved Diane’s heavy old furniture for the last time.
Diane and I shared an odd thing in that both of our fathers had worked for the phone company.
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