Wedding Memories
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Heart of the Home
May/June 2011
Before the chemical reaction unity ceremony began, the bride and groom smiled and donned their safety glasses. Each then poured the chemical from their individual beaker into a unity glass container, and made bubbles.
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Mary – Iowa City, Iowa
Bride Fell For Her Groom
Young but very much in love, my cousin, Juergen, and his girlfriend, Minna, decided in 1959 to get married.
In Germany, where they lived, a church wedding alone is not considered legal. Couples have to be married by a justice of the peace as well. So, dressed in their wedding finery, Juergen and Minna made the trip in a chauffeur-driven car, with their witnesses following in a separate car.
In front of the building where the justice of the peace was located, Juergen got out and turned to help his bride. Minna was in a hurry, and as she stepped out of the car, she caught her heel on something and landed on her backside, her feet straight up in the air.
The couple did get married – by a justice of the peace and later in a church. The bad beginning to their first marriage made no difference, as they're still happily married.
Ursula – Coffeyville, Kansas
Groom's Mom Lost 'Lid'
Our wedding day 53 years ago was hot and windy. After the ceremony, my bridesmaids hovered close to me to protect my dress and veil as we walked to the reception.
My husband's mother was walking behind us, and the wind blew her hat off, carrying it down the street. My husband retrieved it, handed it back to her, and asked if she was OK. She glibly replied, "I'm fine. I just lost my lid, not my head."
My husband often quoted that line through the years when faced with an unpleasant situation.
A more precious moment from our wedding day was memorialized when the photographer took our picture as we sat in the Edsel loaned to us by the Ford Motor Co., with which my husband was associated.
Thirty years later, one of our sons had that photo enlarged and framed for us. It sits front and center on top of my piano.
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