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Wedding Wednesday

Today's "Wedding Wednesday" picture is definitely not "old" by antique standards!  But - it's a great starting place for this blog celebrating family.

(6 March 2004, Navy Supply Corps School, Athens, Georgia.  Photo held by Sarah Melvey.)

On March 6, 2004, my husband Paul and I celebrating our wedding in Athens, Georgia.  After a short ceremony in a packed military chapel on base (complete with blazing temperatures due to an early Spring heatwave), we commemorated the event at a casual dinner at the Officer's Club.  Chaplain Uhall officiated the service.  Family and friends numbered about 120.  How wonderful that our extended family and friends from Minnesota, Arizona, Colorado, Ohio, Washington, D.C., California, Georgia, and Florida could travel to Athens for our simple (and quickly-planned) wedding.

After two years of courtship, Paul proposed on New Year's Eve at the now-defunct Harry Bissett's restaurant in Athens...site of our first date.  I was completely surprised.  COMPLETELY.  He cried (!), I cried (!!), and the other bar patrons applauded.  A day I will never forget!

I love this photo because of the traditional "Arch of Swords", the fact that our friends are sword-bearers, and that I'm wearing my mother's wedding dress from 1972 (is that right, Mom?).  It fit perfectly - not a single alteration required.  I believe the dress was also worn by one of my aunts?  Possibly?  

We'll celebrate 9 years next month!  LOVE.


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