It was a day very similar to today.  The sun was shining (at least during the day), and there was a light dusting of snow on the ground.

The weather forecaster was warning that snow was threatening, and Valorie and I were running around like crazy running last second errands.  We had to get a wine glass, and of course we had to get our hair done (obviously a bigger deal for Valorie than I).  When we were in the Grand Union shopping for stuff, we noticed the headline of the one of the tabloids: "Wedding Cake Bomb Kills Cheating Bride" (astonishingly I was able to find a reference for it).  We still have that newspaper, of course we HAD to get it - it was the perfect metaphor for the day.

And then the big day came.  The florist had done a remarkable job, as had Valorie's hairstylist, it was perfect.  The Chuppah was a smidge droopy (we'd been told that the synagogue had poles to hold the tallit up, we didn't realize that they meant bamboo garden stakes in cement filled coffee cans until the day of the ceremony), but we managed.

My sister Laura (who was 5ish at the time) and Brother Andrew (who was 18 months old) started the wedding procession, followed by the rest of the wedding party (Miriam Gullotta, Martine (her last name is escaping me right now) and Sue Woolfe on the bride's side, Jim Lane, David Byrne and Jeff Osterman on the grooms).

 

Even though it's been 20 years, I still remember that evening vividly.  After the ceremony, the entire wedding party formed a receiving line.  Unfortunately the guests to the party seemed to believe that this was an invitation for them to take photos, not to congratulate the bride and groom :).

The rest of the evening passed without event, and a great time was had by all (a major highlight was the guys performing a kick line). 

By the next morning, the threat of snow had turned into a reality and everyone scrambled like crazy to get out of town before the snow really hit.

 

Today, Valorie and I celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary. 

 

It's been a long and wonderful journey.

 

I love you.

 

Edit To Add: At lunch today, my group was surprised by the Sweet Adelines Quartet "Happy Hour" who serenaded me with a selection of songs.  Thanks guys, I it was wonderful.