My brother-in-law, Bill, took most of the pictures tonight. He is the father of the two groomsmen, and also the person Brandon works for. He did an excellent job. I would set up the pictures, and he would shoot. I’ll post more later when he gives me a cd of the pictures. Dave and Chris (our youth/music minister and his wife) also took pictures. I have not seen them yet, but Steve said they are really good.
My sisters all worked on food, along with some of the church ladies. We couldn’t have done this without them. Everything was beautiful.
Brandon cried during the ceremony. He is the third generation of my family to get married in our church.
Andy, our pianist (keep in mind he is only 14 years old and leads a very sheltered life), cracked up a few people in the reception. He asked Brandon if he planned to finish building his Legos tonight. Steve and Mark were laughing so hard and Andy said, “What? I don’t understand.” Rachael’s dad, Charles, said, “And what did Brandon say?”
It was fun. I’m dead now, but it was fun. I told a couple of ladies tonight that one minute they are not married, and the next they are. It doesn’t seem real yet.
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