We've attended so many funerals recently that it was a delight to go to a family wedding. Even though we faced Friday afternoon rush-hour traffic on the Pennsylvania Turnpike, we made it to the church on time -- or at least, the Joseph Ambler Inn in North Wales.
The ceremony was held outside on a brick patio, and the overhead radiant heaters tried their best but didn't put much of a dent in the just-above-freezing temperatures. Fortunately I was sandwiched between two husky gentlemen who kept me reasonably warm.
After the brief ceremony we went inside the historic inn, where thankfully there was a fire blazing in the fireplace. Guests kept the bartender busy until it was time for dinner, which was served in another part of the inn.
The emcee, Richard Curtis, welcomed everyone. He was a bundle of energy; we learned that his day job was teaching at Souderton Area High School.
Some wedding customs never change: the bride and groom were a little jittery at first, the flower girl (the bride's six-year-old daughter) was adorable, the flowers were lovely, the dinner was tasty, the father of the bride got choked up during his speech, and the young people hit the dance floor immediately. What I hadn't seen at a wedding before was a photo studio where you could pose with silly hats and props. We did so. Twice.
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