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| One of two wedding photos I can find. |
Somehow it came off quite well. The first ever reception at The Atherton Hotel was really one of the best events of its kind I have been to. Mind you, all I did was show up. Living away from everyone involved in the planning meant I had nothing to do with it. Guests liked the idea of being somewhere apart from their usual digs, and the Party was monumental, I have been told.
The only hitch in the whole ordeal for me was the unexplained migratory arthralgia that seized my right foot foot and Achilles tendon that kept me from a run on that day. The bachelor party at the Putt-Putt Course the night before was pretty cool though. I'm all about excitement as most of you know.
I was from Lock Haven, she was from Erie, and we too got married in Eisenhower Chapel (29+ years ago). We didn't have a wedding planner, the minister was from my church (a good Methodist boy, I, she a Lutheran). The Bachelor party was at Mr. C's (yes, it was still open then), and I don't recall much more, other than that my nephew almost dropped the ring off the pillow, and that it was a really breezy day. Happy anniversary Dave!
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ReplyDeleteThe "wedding planner" was a euphemism for my mother-in-law who planned everything that my father-in-law then had to pay for. And many a good story came from Mr. C's! The highlight of my wedding ceremony probably had to be Rob Whiteside in a rented tuxedo.