Forty-six years ago today was an unusually hot day for September in the Cleveland area. The bride had chosen to wear a big hoop skirt of white lace that billowed out from a bodice with seeded pearls and long sleeves that came to the ever popular bridal points over the backs of her hands. The groom was smartly dressed in a black tuxedo that must have gotten uncomfortable as the day wore on and especially when he had to make that climb into the bedroom window when the couple discovered that they didn't have a key to the house that held their suitcases for the honeymoon.
Ah, the memories. We've traveled lots of miles together.
Happy Anniversary, Honey!