Knight in shining armor surprises maid with proposal
Mike Jones said it was “fear and desperation” and “a genuine desire to be original” that drove him to propose to a fair damsel — well, actually, his girlfriend — in a way that was “guaranteed to sweep her off her feet.”
Jones, 34, a luxury hotel chain computer system installer from New Salisbury, dressed up as a knight in armor and mounted a powerful steed to approach his ladyship and ask for her hand in marriage.
“Oh, my God,” said Angela Crawhorn, 30, as Jones, an arresting figure from a distance, rode slowly down a hill toward her at a horse farm near Crandall early Monday afternoon. He was on a large but gentle Clydesdale named Lea. Crawhorn, brought to the farm by a mutual friend, Mark Wright of Clarksville, was almost speechless. She thought they were on their way to meet one of Jones’ old friends for lunch.
“Oh, my God,” she repeated as tears came to her eyes and she realized who was on the horse. “This is so funny.”
Just as knights did in days of yore at jousting tournaments, Jones commanded his charger to stop — “Whoa!” They came to a halt next to a large, rather full horse barn at the “Somethin’ll Come Up Farm,” a boarding and riding stable off S.R. 335. Jones lifted the visor on his helmet, dismounted awkwardly, got down on one knee, pronounced his undying love and asked for her hand in marriage.
“I’m not really a knight in shining armor,” he said. “I’m just a guy who’s willing to spend the rest of my life convincing you that you’ll make the right decision to the question I’m about to ask you. You’ll make me the happiest guy alive if you’ll give me the honor and privilege of being your husband. Will you marry me?”
Crawhorn gave a barely audible “Yes” and fell to her knees in front of him. She whispered in his ear, “I love you.” Jones took a one-karat diamond from somewhere — his neoprene suit of armor had no pockets — and slipped it on her finger.
They kissed and hugged as Wright, Pam Scott, her daughter, Brittany Love, and Brittany’s daughter, Cassidy, 3, and several horses in the barn all watched. “You’re shaking,” Crawhorn whispered as they embraced.
“This might be, next to the birth of my daughter, the best day of my life,” Crawhorn said a moment later, wiping away a steady flow of tears. Her daughter, Felecia Ann, is nine.
“You’re slick, Rick,” she said to Mark Wright, who had driven her there. Crawhorn and Jones have been going together for nine months. She’s a bartender at Jimmy’s on the River in Jeffersonville.
Pam and Tim Scott and Brittany and Richard Love, who all live in the Zoar church neighborhood, run the “Somethin’’ll Come Up Horse Farm” off S.R. 335 and south of S.R. 64. They care for about 20 horses on ground they lease there. The strap broke on a fancy saddle that Jones was going to ride, so Brittany had to find another quickly. Jones said he could just see himself falling off the horse as he approached Crawhorn.
Jones and Crawhorn wound up at the riding stable because Jones just started thinking about his “knight in shining armor kind of thing” a week before, and he knew nothing about horses that might be available for a knight on a romantic quest. He called a Corydon veterinarian for advice on obtaining a horse. The vet suggested someone, who suggested someone at the Georgetown Feed and Seed, who referred him to Pam Scott. Brittany provided her eight-year-old Clydesdale.
Brittany and Pam were busy getting ready for a big horse show in Salem, but there was no way they were going to miss this. “All of us have a little bit of romance in us,” said Pam, 49.
Jones rented his knight’s outfit at L and P Costume on Breckenridge Lane in Louisville. He said the armor is made from neoprene, so it was similar to wearing a wetsuit. “In addition to being nervous, I was burnin’ up,” Jones said.