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Welcome to Nick and Stacie Galloway's page.
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I am the oh-so-special middle Galloway child that married far above himself.
I was born in Omaha, NE (a true cornhusker), grew up in Goldsboro, NC, and attended NC State University,
earning a B.S. in Textile Technology. I currently work as a Quality Engineer for Moen, Inc. in Sanford, NC.
Stacie was born and raised in Clinton, NC (they do this crazy dance called the "Bus Stop" there).
She attended Meredith College in Raleigh, NC, majoring in Sociology with a minor in Professional Communication.
Stacie currently works as a Public Information Officer for the Town of Morrisville. We are both HUGE NC State Wolfpack
fans, and we try to go to every home football game, even when we are having a not-so-great season.
We met
while we were both working at the Gap in college, but we never started dating until I had moved to Florence, SC. I came
back to Raleigh one weekend and asked Stacie to dinner, and the rest is history. We got married May 1, 2004, and dad
was the obvious choice to be my best man. We live in the wonderful town of Apex, NC in our first house. We love
the area and wouldn't dream of living anywhere else.
I took up cycling when I was about 17 years old, after
making fun of dad for wearing spandex for so many years. Looking back, I wish i had started 10 years sooner. I
have ridden so many miles with the old man, but none are as memorable as our first 50 miler together:
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Dad had just gotten back from Saudi Arabia, and it was time to train for the annual Seyboro Harvest Hundred
in October. I was about 12 years old at the time, and although Dad probably wanted to go out and "hammer"
with all of the other guys, he and I got a head start and headed out for 50 long miles. The first 25 were great, probably
because we had a tailwind. But mile 26, 27, 28,...,50, 51, 52 after we turned around were not so great. Dad forgot
to mention that a tailwind at the beginning means a headwind at the end. He also forgot to tell me that the ride was
actually 52.5 miles, and those 2.5 were the longest ever for a 12 year old. Anytime he tells the story, he's sure
to mention how I asked every 0.2 miles how much further we had to go! He also likes to tell how I never let him forget
about that ride and I haven't stopped kicking his butt since.
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Another one of dad's favorite stories to tell about me is about when we used to go to King's Dominion
as a family. There was a ride there called the "King Cobra" that was just a simple upside-down roller coaster,
and dad absolutely loved that ride, and I always wanted to go on it with him. Of course I was too short to ride it,
so dad would measure me every week until I was tall enough to ride it. We scheduled a trip up to Kings Dominion, driving
our 1982 Datsun Sentra, with a boombox playing a recording of a Beach Boys Greatest Hits album, all the way there and all
the way back until it broke. When we finally got to Kings Dominion, dad chickened out and wouldn't even ride the
thing, and I was so disappointed! Actually, I was the one that refused to ride it, and then they took the ride out of
the park a few years later. I hear that it's now somewhere in Maryland, so maybe we'll have to take a trip there
sometime.
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Stacie and I love to travel, although we haven't done very much of it. Stacie got to visit Spain
for a few weeks after graduating from college, and I got to visit Florence, SC (not Florence, Italy) for a few years.
We honeymooned in San Jose/Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. That is the only time that I have ever been out of the
country, even though it was only Mexico, and we had such a great time. Our resort was the best in the world, and I would
recommend it to anyone. We got lucky that there were only 2 other couples at the resort that same week, so we had the
staff all to ourselves.
We went to Hawaii last summer and stayed with Stacie's cousins Tom & Jamie.
We got lucky that the US Army had stationed them there for a few years, and decided to take advantage of it. We did
all of the touristy things like snorkeling, Pali Lookout, Diamondhead Volcano, Waikiki Beach, Pearl Harbor (we even got to
sail inside the harbor)...and of course we came home nice and tan!
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