weddings make good landmarks

OK, it was 8 or 9 years ago yesterday that our little sister was married. we remember the wedding party very well. we were standing on the sidelines with PG, man of the hour, marveling at the amazingness of the whole thing: our brother had just finished aggressive treatment for lymphoma, the entire family -- california, florida, and NY -- were in the same room for the first time in who knows how long, and PG and we were together after some major bumpy roads. oh the good old days.

the chicken dance
the electric slide
our brother's bald head and waxy pallor
our father's obstinate video-taping
our sister's adherence to tradition
the $1400 wedding dress with long sleeves in August
the pasta buffet and cocktail hour
the three course meal
the lemon sorbet between plates
our sore feet and an ice-blue gown... ugh

but it was certainly a memorable point, a chapter unto itself
we continue to wonder at it, from so many years later.
happy anniversary Effie.