Nov.2,2010
When my wife and I decided to get married I was living in New York and she in Penna. As the big day approached my prospective in-laws invited me to stay at the McDevitt household to minimize any travel strain. The exchange of vows was scheduled for 3:00PM and by mid-day I was already vested in my formal attire and pacing the floor when the doorbell rang. On the doorstep was the wedding photographer
who greeted me thusly - "Are you the father of the bride?" I tried to relieve his embarrassment as I didn't want a nervous finger on the camera. Anyway, I did pay his bill and many of you are in these photos and he did a fine job of touching up on all of us.
tjs 11-02-10
No comments:
Post a Comment