Welcome to the
Here Comes the Bride Edition
of Flashback Friday.
Flashback Friday is the brain child of Linda from Mocha With Linda. This is the meme that takes us back in time to the days of our youth. Linda says, This meme’s purpose is to have us take a look back and share about a specific time or event in our lives. It will be fun to see how similar – or different – our experiences have been! This week Linda wants to know:
What is the earliest family wedding you remember attending? Did your family attend many weddings when you were growing up? What do you remember of them? What was typical of weddings you attended? Were you ever in a wedding as a child? As you became a young adult were you in lots of weddings? What roles did you have? Did you catch the bouquet (or garter)? What “royal” or news-making weddings do you remember and how old were you? For the gals, were you one who planned your wedding repeatedly as you were growing up or was it not a big deal to you? What have you noticed that is different about weddings today, and do you consider it for better or for worse?
My sister Jean got married when I was nine years old. She wasn’t marrying royalty but you would never have known it by the way she carried on. I was very excited about my new dress and I drug her into my bedroom to show it to her. It was a pretty blue, “grown up” straight sheath with a detachable flower print neck scarf. I thought it was lovely. Jean pointed out that her dress was much prettier and as the bride all eyes would be on her and no one would care what I was wearing. I knew that. That’s why I wanted to show her the dress before the wedding. Oh well. I still loved my dress best and thought it prettier than her fussy, lacy, frilly, impractical gown.
Shortly thereafter Jean had further reason to be annoyed. Somehow a fire started in our back yard — it was an accident, honest! — and threatened the house. I tried to convince Jean to come outside and she declared, “Don’t be silly, the house can’t burn down. I am getting married tomorrow!”
Unfortunately, those are the only two things I remember about Jean’s wedding! I remember even less about my sister Caryl’s wedding — in fact, I don’t even know if I attended it! My cousin Tommy married when I was a teenager and I remember quite a bit about that ceremony.
Tommy’s brothers — Jimmy and Scotty — wrote “help” on the bottom of one of Tommy’s shoes and “me” on the other, so the entire congregation giggled every time the couple knelt at the altar. Karen, Tommy’s bride, had the most incredible wedding dress I have ever seen. There was lace and lace and more lace with an impossibly long lace train trimmed with lace daisies. It had a detachable train and another ring of lace daisies circled the flowing skirt. Plus, the skirt lifted and the daisy trim hooked on the bottom of the pearled bodice converting the gown from floor length to knee length.
I also recall that when we stepped out of the church there was a gorgeous sunset. I took a photo of Tommy and Karen kissing on the church steps before they descended to the limousine. I caught the couple in their bridal finery against that gorgeous crimson sunset and despite there being a professional photographer at the wedding, Tommy declared my shot his favorite.
I have never been a wedding attendant. That’s probably for the best. When my childhood friend Lorii married I cried black mascara all over her and I look absolutely horrid in the photos!
Despite being female, I have never had the big fancy wedding dream. I haven’t bothered to watch any celebrity weddings on TV, though I do recall Gram watching and sniffling through Tiny Tim’s. Personally I think a couple’s energy should be more focused on their marriage than their wedding.