Tuesday, February 10, 2009
HOM: June Apocalypse
The school year wound down. My friends dispersed for the summer. Sandy graduated and went off to Arizona and a teaching job at Page. Don went off to his folk's home in Colfax, WA to work as a mechanic for the summer. My knuckles healed.
I went to Boston for a whirlwind of rehearsals and meetings. Russ & Sharron flew out for the big event. (Since they were the ones to blame for my ever meeting Lyn, it seemed fitting they should be there.)
Russ was my best man, Sharron was maid of honor. Russ & I got in trouble with Lyn's folks -- they saw no humor in Russ & I holding hands during the wedding rehearsal. I thought the look on father Dick's face when he saw us walk out hand in hand was priceless, I never knew a human's face could turn that red. He made serious threats to harm both of us if we did that during the actual wedding. Mother Ruth was speechless.
(An aside, I always said that if his wife died, Dick would be Ruthless, and if her husband died, Ruth would be, um, as she was...)
I got in trouble with Lyn for flirting with Jan, a cute blonde bridesmaid.
I remember nothing of the ceremony, and little of the wake -- errr --reception. The next coherent memory was running the gauntlet of people throwing rice at us and me getting a kernel of it stuck in my ear as we headed for the Torino with its tails of tin cans & topping of whipped cream. It hurt, and was almost impossible to get out. I was like an old dog, head tilted sideways and shaking it a lot. Growling, too.
Sue Berlehn, a friend of Lyn's, reserved a bridal suite for us as a gift. My main memory of it is that the bathroom contained the first bidet I'd ever seen. High pressure, too -- the spray bounced off my forehead and soaked the ceiling when I bent over it and pressed the handle to see what would happen...
Lyn had a headache -- so much for glorious wedding nights. Between that and my sore ear the whole thing was pretty forgettable. From guys I've talked with since, I guess the wedding night "headache" is pretty common.
TBC
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1 comments:
you know sad as it may sound I would have about died laughing seeing the 2 of you walking out holding hands.
And the description of those 2 without their other half, well, I will be having Jean Read that when she has the time. I figure she might get a good chuckle out of it too.
I would have to say though, I could never forget my wedding if I tried. Ask me some time if I have never told you, I will give you the details. To tell only one small bit though, we were married on Dias De Muertas (yes, the day of the dead)
We also only had one witness (clerk of the court), as no one else was close by at the time, so no thrown rice. I feel for you on that. Glad it did not kill your hearing though, as that would have been a real pain, and a not too pleasant reminder.
So was the bridesmaid worth flirting with?
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