This wedding blog will cover 6 entries I think but I'll tell you when it's over
I believe my aunt and cousin came in from California on
Thursday, August 28, and the next day we drove to Philadelphia in the morning.
The drive down was uneventful, other than no one telling me when we were
approaching the tunnel, so I could hold my breath. I’m sure Mark would've told
me, and then held a hand over my mouth.
Anyway, we got there, checked into the Omni Hotel, and
then unpacked our suitcases, including the tuxedos Mark made us rent for the
wedding, something about looking nice. We rented from Savvi by Sarno, and the
monkey suits felt fine. Thor looked positively awesome in his, but that will
come later. I offered to park the car instead of using valet parking, but for
some reason no one took me up on it.
Wanting to be unusual, I brought green pants and a golf
shirt for the rehearsal. After sitting in traffic for a while, we eventually
made it to the church, St. Gabriel’s, and I got my first unsight of everyone in
formal attire. I got to sit in the front, since someone said something about me
being a groomsman. There were five groomsmen altogether: Matt, Rodney, Adam (all college friends of
Mark’s), Dave (one of his co-clerks), and me. I put my cane and visor next to
me to stand in the for two of the groomsmen (Adam and Rodney) who weren’t there
yet.
Then, Father Dominic entered, and the rehearsal began,
but this time there was no music, not even Born in the USA. We didn’t rehearse
this, but father Dominic said where the groomsmen and bridesmaids would stand
in an arc on the dais. We rehearsed the rest of the ceremony, and then the
groomsmen and bridesmaids processed to the back of the church. One groomsman
escorted one bridesmaid except for me because I’m just that special.
Since Mark has one brother, and Jess has two sisters (and
one more bridesmaid than Mark had groomsmen), it was decided to have all three
of us process together—more later. I gave my cane to my father who was sitting
behind us because I judged it easier to walk with both my arms held without it.
As it turned out, I was right, but I think between the rehearsal and the
wedding I used up my ability to walk relatively straight for 20 years.
After we got to the back, they released me on my own
recognizance, and eventually I recovered my cane. Then we left the church, and
headed to The Continental for the reception. The drive took longer than it
should because of traffic, but we got there.
They served the dinner family style, and everything was
excellent. I don’t normally like cheesesteak, but even I ate several of the
small cheesesteak eggrolls. Throughout the night, people were circulating
between the tables, and at one point Jess was standing at the table across from
us. I asked my father, I think, if that was Jess standing behind, and he said
yes. By now, I know Jess quite well, but I will probably never be able to tell
who anyone is from the back.
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