“It was the shortest wedding he had ever performed.”

You ask about if we’d ever been married. Yeah, I’ve been married for 47 years. And about our wedding day, that’s always been a very interesting thing.

My husband was in the military and Vietnam had just ended when we got married. And in order for me to go and visit him or be with him at all, I had to be — we had to get married so I could be on to the military post and everything else. He had graduated from Michigan State’s ROTC program. He was a newly minted second lieutenant. So he had like, no money and no power.

But anyway. We were getting married and I was gonna teach junior high in southern Georgia, which I did do for three years while he was in the military. Our wedding was a lovely wedding in Northville, where I grew up, and, um, it was the hottest day of the summer, it was July 24th. And it was the hottest day of the summer and absolutely, positively miserable. The humidity was — it was 93 degrees. And so was the humidity.

It was so hot that our pastor told us later, many years later, that it was the shortest wedding he had ever performed. It took less than 20 minutes. He said to me that the entire sermon fit on a typed double-spaced page. Two — or, page and a half of print. And he later, many years later, gave me a copy of the, of the sermon that he preached that day. But he said, “It’s really not a sermon. It’s more of a ‘Here’s what I have to say and let’s get out of here ‘cause it’s hot.'”

He had fans running and the doors were all open because the church was not air-conditioned, but it was still a lovely wedding and it was, it was good.

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