Cake – Clarke baked it himself – carrot cake. We bought a 5 gallon tub of Spumoni ice cream to go with it. We couldn’t afford groceries but we ate ice cream for weeks.
Flowers – Picked from the neighbor’s yard. They were old and blind. The neighbors, not the flowers.
Music – We played George Winston on our stereo from his album called “Winter”. Little did we know we had just moved to a house in Minnesota with inadequate insulation. The winter of 1984 was one of their coldest on record.
Maid of Honor – Sweet Choctaw…the real reason I married Clarke.
Preacher – Clerk of Court from Sterns County. He was the biggest expense of the wedding, ($20)…and the only person in a land of Norwegians and Scandinavians who would marry a couple of heathens from Oregon.
Wedding party – Only family. Of course, we had to have the wedding early in the day while everyone was sober.
Guests – We knew not a soul in Minnesota so Clarke rounded up some neighbors. Ever the tactful guy he knocked on their door and said “I know you’re going to be watching it from the window so you might as well come over and get a good seat. Bring your own lawn chair.”
Clothes – We did not know until the morning of the wedding what we were wearing. I ended up wearing a wrap-around skirt, knee socks and birkies. The blouse was purchased from my favorite thrift store in Oregon…the same place I bought the slacks Clarke wore. He had gained some weight and couldn’t fit into his own. Yeah, he used to be skinny!
Memories – Priceless! The children did not turn out so bad either…
Clarke's version is below.
Happy Anniversary you two.
ReplyDeleteHappy Anniversary and many more to come. You two have the priceless gifts of humor and laughter with the willingness to share them. If you don't fall of the bikes, you should be able to continue to do for a long time.
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