Fifteen years ago today:
Jenn and I set our wedding for 2 p.m. in her uncle’s backyard near Springfield, Virginia.
That morning, there was:
- wet paint on the window frames, marking the last, last, LAST minute touches to a week’s worth of serious clean-up and moderate remodeling
- more rain
- an alarming moment involving a car with a not-quite-set parking brake
- a commode sitting alongside the house, right next to the driveway where everyone would be parking, and
The sun came out just after lunch(though the rain returned with a great lashing, blinding storm around dinnertime), my middle brother Nick got white paint on his jacket, we hid the commode, and then a few dozen really awesome people came over and spent a few hours on a nice afternoon while another couple people who had no idea how young they were and what lay ahead stood on a freshly-swept back porch and decided that it’d be a fine day to get married after all.
Happy Anniversary, Jenn.