The radiant bride and nervous groom stand before the altar. The minister intones the marriage service. A congregation of family and friends witness the solemn, lifelong vows.
“If anyone shall have any reason why this man and this woman should not join in holy wedlock, let him speak now or forever hold his peace.”
The expected silence to the mere formality reverberates to the rafters of the old church.
A small hesitant voice rises from the hushed congregation.
I wonder if the baby in the third row will be a comedian when he grows up. Because he sure brought the house down at the wedding my son attended.
Do you have a funny wedding story to share? I’d love to hear it.
© Joan Leacott 2011