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| We all headed into the dining hall, where an incredible buffet awaited us. No one co-ordinated what was coming; the kids just asked their friends to bring what they wanted. We even had one woman cooking cous-cous in the camp kitchen. Everything was delicious - and no one went hungry. |  |
Then the minister, witnesses (Erin and Ryan), and Keith and Mari signed all the paperwork that makes it all legal.
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Guess they are glad they've made it legal? |
While we ate and partied, the DJ started playing music, and we danced under the stars. The moon was just a sliver, but the sky was clear and the stars were bright and beautiful. And the air had that special southern softness. The kids had put together a CD of special songs for their wedding, beginning with their special dance: Louie Armstrong's Give me a kiss to Build a Dream On. But there were also folk songs, including the Irish Off to Mari's Wedding, old rock and roll, and stuff from their generation. Chuck and I "entertained" our little corner of the reception with some rock and roll. But we liked the slow dances best.
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Then it was time for the best man and the maid of honor to make the "champagne" toasts to the new couple.
 Ryan toasts the kids. |
 Erin toasts the kids |
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The kids visit all us guests and give us more "champagne" and copies of their wedding CD. Do they look just a little happy? |
Then they cut the wedding cakes. Yes, cakes. The white one was for Keith. The chocolate frosted chocolate cake was, of course, for Mari. They each cut a cake and fed the first slices to each other. And, because they are sensible, in-love, grown-up kids, they did not follow the incredibly rude "tradition" of smashing the cake into each others' faces. They had a much better idea.
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The bride threw her bouquet to the single women; whoever catches it will be the next to marry. The groom removed the bride's garter and threw it to the bachelors; whoever catches it will be the next to marry. But not necessarily to each other!
 She really means it. |
 Yes, Mari wore pink and red and orange pantyhose. |
We feasted and danced and enjoyed each others' company well into the night. We love Mari and Keith, and we all agree that we really like them as a them.
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