Wedding Memories

Although the Edsel would soon be considered a failure, that car holds precious memories for my husband and me. Last year, our youngest son and his bride asked their wedding photographer to take a similar picture of them as they were about to leave the church in their car – a limousine. Oh, how times have changed! 

Mary Ann – Salina, Kansas 

Ring Bearer Suffered Stage Fright 

When my grandson, Bryan, was 5, my daughter asked him to be the ring bearer at her wedding. At the rehearsal, Bryan played his part perfectly. The next day, however, was a different story. 

All dressed up in his new suit and carrying the pillow with the ring on it, Bryan took his place to walk down the aisle. When the music started and everyone turned toward the back of the church, Bryan felt all those eyes staring at him, and he froze. He couldn't move. The flower girl reached out and took his hand, while the wedding coordinator and the usher urged him forward. 

The bride and her father waited impatiently while a high school quartet played "Pachelbel's Canon" several times over. After the fourth rendition, the father of the bride walked over, picked up Bryan and carried him to his place at the front of the church. The flower girl walked down the aisle alone, scattering her flower petals. 

Twenty years later, I met a woman in a writer's class who wrote about her experiences as a wedding coordinator. I remembered the photograph (at right) from my daughter's wedding, and sure enough, the woman in the writer's group was the same woman who had coordinated my daughter's wedding in 1984. 

Anne – Sylvania, Ohio 

Flower Girl Improvised 

When my grandson married last summer, his 3-year-old niece was the flower girl. She took her role seriously, practicing with a basket of rose petals at home until she had it perfected. 

On the day of the wedding, the flower girl was paired with a 6-year-old ring bearer. As they started down the aisle, he reached out and took her hand. Immediately, a look of panic came over her face. 

She looked at her captured hand, then at her basket of rose petals. Apparently a quick thinker, she tucked the basket handle under her chin and proceeded to scatter the petals with her other hand.