"WHITE WEDDING DAY"
Sneaking a peek behind the altar, I could see Sandy and Jörg making final preparations to enter.
Looking all around to see if my father showed up, much to my dismay he was coming up the aisle just behind Sandy and Jörg as if he was going to be crowned.
At last, he finally entered a pew where 12 of his guests from Puerto Rico were already sitting, even though he was told to limit his invitees to three.
All four of us guys on the altar now ready to party, we did our best to be respectful of our sacred surroundings and the solemn event that was about to take place.
After we heard a fart that came from Zottsee in the front pew, we had a very, very difficult time maintaining proper decorum.
Giggling to the point of almost crying, we were so happy that all the “I do’s” were finally do’d and we were heading down the aisle.
Sitting next to Sandy in the limousine on our way to the country club and shaking the rice from our heads, I felt so much in love with her and with the freedom that both of us had achieved.
No matter that we were told by both of our families and older friends that we were way too young to get married and that we should just "shack-up" like everybody else was doing in San Francisco, we knew that we had done the right thing ~ for us.
Upon arriving at the reception, instead of throwing rice some of my friends and their uninvited pals started tossing elbow macaroni.
For sure, that pasta surprise set the stage for the next five hours to come, with 300 guests in attendance instead of the 150 that Jörg had 1st planned for.
Both of our families having already met and knowing quite a few of our mutual friends, the vibration of peace, love and happiness permeated the large room.
As the orchestra played song after song, Gold Cadillacs ~ the “it” beverage of the times, were being consumed in barrel quantities.
Pray to The Holy Spirit constantly and simply from your heart, just as earnestly as He was your very best friend.
+ through Divine Intimacy ~ He IS!