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Today is a special day for David and me. Thirty-seven years ago on a sunny Saturday afternoon, we said our marriage vows in front of about 150 people.  Family, church family, and friends crowded the church pews dressed in their finest polyester. Yes, it was the 70s after all.  The groomsmen had those powder blue tuxes and the bridesmaids floppy white hats. Sorry, everyone. It was a great time though.

Both of my grandfathers participated in the ceremony, reading Scripture from the Old and New Testaments. My uncle also took part and our pastor did the actual marrying. Our pastor did say we had the most preachers involved of any wedding he'd performed. They all behaved and didn't bust into an extra sermon, fortunately.

There are always little things that go awry at weddings, some more serious than others. Ours was merely a blip. After David and I were pronounced man and wife, I was just plain anxious to get to the reception and forgot that we needed to kiss. My new husband saved the day by grabbing my arm and planting one on me before I stepped away. He was very smooth about it and no one really noticed.

The rest of the day is pretty much of a blur. I vaguely remember the cake cutting and opening presents. Yes, back then you were expected to open the presents when all the couple wanted to do was start the honeymoon. Torture! My aunts were there to help with the reception, the ice cream was peppermint from Weiss' Dairy in Castile, and we smiled until our faces hurt. It was the beginning of my life as Mrs. David Wallace.

Sharing life with someone isn't always easy or fun, and the road is sometimes bumpy. But, the gift of a godly husband, who's also an all around good guy is a wonderful blessing.

David picked me up for our first date on his motorcycle. He was very cool with a black helmet and his denim jacket. It was absolutely thrilling to ride behind him, the open road, the wind in our faces, bugs splatting on his helmet visor.

We've been traveling together for a long time. And we're still having a lot of fun. Even though our motorcycle days are probably behind us, it's still a great ride.




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