A Conclusion and Appendix 
                    A Conclusion and  Appendix 
                      I. What does this "album  annotating" mean to me?  
                      One of my brothers made an  astute comment, when he said, "Bill, you wrote about our weddings and many  others. But what you have sent me is not what you claim. Instead, you have written  a strange kind of autobiography in which you appear on every page, growing  older over the years, showing that you can remember some weddings along the  way, and trying to figure out something special which happened in the weddings  you did!"  I must agree; but I  amused myself in the process, more than anything else I ever wrote. I found the  topic allowed me to remember and reflect over my whole conscious life, and I  tried to reach each person I wrote about; also I learned a few things as well.  Another critic has called this “album project” “creative non-fiction.”  She is also   a professor of English who teaches that genre, so I have tried in the  preceding remarks to live up to the term.   The weddings in the “Decades” are non-fiction, I can assure you as are  the stories I tried to remember.  If  there is anything “creative” maybe even fiction as well, it is in the “Weddings  around the World.” 
                       
                      Recently a wise friend on  campus, Ms. Denise Spencer, asked, "What are you doing, I have not seen  you all semester?" I responded, "I am trying to remember a hundred or  so weddings I performed, attended, or "crashed.” 
                       
                      "What do you get out of  that?" Denise asked.  
                       
                      "That is a good  question" I answered, "It is not the money.” One loses money by  taking split Sabbaticals. Also I refuse fees for "doing weddings"  from students who have passed my classes. I think what I get is the chance to  share a very precious moment with people I would might never see again.  Their wedding might very well turn out to be  the most defining moment of their lives!   
  "Wow! that is a lot to  expect from a wedding. I have never been married and hence never  "had" a wedding. It must take a lot of courage to get married"!  Denise concluded. 
                       
                      Her conversation haunted me,  and after I went back to my computer, I thought, "It must also take  courage to conduct weddings!" In performing a wedding, a rabbi, priest,  pastor, chaplain, ship's captain, or civil servant represents the State of  California (or any other civil authority) in signing the license. But one is doing  more than a notary public, who signs a form saying he has seen a person signing  a document. Instead, we are affirming we have heard a vow, an oath, a promise  of two people to share their lives. But do we have a responsibility to do more  than sign such a form saying that on one day in a specific place two people  appeared and share a promise? 
                       
                      Until I started this  "album project" I had not pondered that last question or the one  about what I would be getting out of it. Even now, I do not know the answers. Some  of those whose weddings I remember, for a couple to whom I wrote letters, did  not respond. They either moved away giving no address to the alumni office or  did not consider my role as anything more than a "signer of a  document." 
                       
                      But many others, let's say  about 80% of those to whom I wrote, responded with memories, with pictures of  their wedding and/or children, and sometimes with shocked appreciation that I  still remembered them. As I performed all these weddings or went to others when  invited, I had no idea I was collecting materials to write about in "this  album project." But later, just as I was cleaning out my office for a move  down the hall, with a Sabbatical leave coming up, I went to see "Wedding  Crashers" and discovered that I felt just like the priest who kept doing  weddings in that film. He sometimes looked puzzled, sometimes pleased, and once  or twice delighted to see the same people appearing,again and again. 
                       
                      Anyway I came to feel just like  that priest, and I had a file of licenses and often pictures from my own  camera, and some pictures sent from couples thanking me for giving them a  wedding. Thus, at first, this project was just a challenge to see how many  weddings I could remember after 20,  30,  or 40 years. So before senility sets in, I started organizing them, with no  more aim than sticking the pictures on the ceremonies (which I always tried to  keep) and attaching them to the licenses. Then one day I realized each ceremony  was different, each wedding had a story or two to be recalled, and I began to  type them up. 
                       
                      So while weddings might be  boring to a person who does 7 or 8 a day like the Chaplain to the United States  Naval Academy on the week of graduation at Annapolis, where actually I happened  to be present in June l956 when my ship, the USS Iowa (BB-61) once steamed up  the Chesapeake Bay to pick up midshipmen for a summer cruise; I remember going  I went to look at the Chapel and sat down for a wedding.  By contrast, for me "My weddings"  were never boring, and I never did more than one in a single day, more than  five in a month, or more than eight in a year. Usually weddings were scattered  over fall, winter, spring and summer in a variety of places. They could take  place on a mountain, by the ocean, in a park, or a living room.  Two weddings took place in Skiathos, Greece. 
                       
                      As well as to bring back  memories of weddings, some long ago or far away, I discovered another purpose in  writing  became a chance to share these  ceremonies with students, friends, and family who are planning their own weddings.  That purpose has already proved valuable it seems! 
                       
II. How did it get started, and  what was the process? 
                      I was aware from the first  weeks of my Sabbatical that the research for my "album project" was  quite different from going to the Huntington Library to read the papers of  Thomas Jefferson or of Yone Noguchi. To research the weddings of many students  I taught and of families I love, I found a personal joy in connecting with some  folks I had lost all contact. The project also gave me  a chance to read again from some of my most  ancient and beloved authors and to discovery that there is an academic field  one might call “weddings” as well as a booming profession with many  non-academic publications. 
                    This project started in January  2007 when I first sent out letters to those whose weddings I remembered, but  months went by with no answers. So I let my imagination run wild and imagined  weddings I had not attended nor was invited to attend. The segment  "Weddings around the World" was the result. Inspired in part by the  rich imagination of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr, when given his call by God  might have been to other times and continents in a great sermon, (King in  Warner). Thereby, I became a "wedding  crasher" at several important weddings, the first being of Adam and Eve,  where perhaps the snake and I were hiding under a bush. (Cf. "The wedding  of Adam and Eve). Even when the responses of a hundred couples I married  starting arriving, I kept imagining myself as a "crasher" with the  last such wedding of Chelsea Clinton (under the "Decades” then "2000  and beyond." 
                      Meanwhile, as I waited for  responses from those I wrote or called, I found myself reflecting on travels I  had made to Greece, England, Ireland, Japan, Taiwan, and India that inspired  the "Weddings around the World" selections. I grant that those ten  "chapters" were more like a photo album of a journey than a wedding  album. Yet some of the most interesting reading and photograph scanning in the  whole "album project" appears there. 
                    Some colleagues my find my  research very "off-beat" as one said and based on an inaccurate  database.  He told me I had too few  people for a "comprehensive" database from which to write about.  “Fair enough,” I said, “but this is an album,  my album, not a peer reviewed scholarly article.  You can find enough of those on my university  web page of publications.” 
                    As to my background,  I have never had more than temporary  assignments as a minister in a church, where relationships developed in  weddings. Moreover, as I stated on the “homepage” above, I was not attempting  to track the "success or failure" of the weddings as to whether the  marriage was successful.  Every wedding I  did and attended was a success, even the one I included with the “teddy bear”  as the illustration. 
                    The comments here are intended to allow me and  my “couples” to tell stories about the weddings and to remember some details of  the day they married. Often,  their  responses to my queries let to pictures and comments about the children who  were usually born after the wedding.  
                     Some ministers in big churches  can perform a hundred weddings in a couple of years. Moreover, in Japan some  Americans, who speak no Japanese, perform weddings for people they only meet  for the hour of the ceremony, with eight weddings in one day could easily  perform one hundred weddings in one month. By contrast, "my album  project" contains weddings over the span of fifty years, and almost all of  the couples were in classes or are colleagues or friends.  Very few couples were strangers, when they  came to my office, and always they were referred to me by someone I knew  well.   
                    Moreover,  I never have tried to get any couples to join  a church or to take a class with me, or to have me say anything they did not  want said at their ceremonies. 
                    As to the research above, I can  say that my starting point was the file in my office of wedding licenses that I  signed over the last 50 years and the many pictures I took. Many pictures had  names and dates inscribed on the back of them. 
My first steps in the process  of researching for this project was to write letters, send emails or telephone  every person whose wedding I attended or had a part of performing. I asked each  couple for additional pictures and for comments on what they might remember  about their wedding ceremony and thereafter. Some were quite detailed with  surprises for me. (Cf. Ron Naylor's wedding in the “Decade” then  “l964-74”). The research for this project was  the most inspiring of anything I ever published, for I was trying to remember  and describe some very special days. 
The process seemed incomplete when the Sabbatical in the spring of 2007 ended. For I had remembered many more  weddings than in 2007, and I went to eight more weddings in the next two years.  Two were for faculty, two were for students; and I was invited to two more that I did not have to officiate; all inspired my thinking. I was amazed to attend two   in Greece, which expanded my horizons.  Two were for children of couples I had married  in the l970’s. (Cf. The weddings of Maren Bennett and Megan Smith, were discussed as  if extensions of their parents’ weddings in the “Decade” then  "l974-86"). 
I am grateful that during the  fall semester of 2010 I got another “split Sabbatical” to focus on these special  weddings and to revise and reflect on the ones already considered. 
Here is a summary of some  music, poems, essential elements in ceremonies and suggestions:  
(1).  Usually a  wedding begins with music, which sets the tone. Below are examples of  recordings: 
  "Music for Weddings and Other Celebrations" (1999)  London Symphone Orchestra and Royal Music College Edinburgh. Trenton, JN Fine  tune, LLC. This CD inclues Mendelssohn's "Wedding March from 'A MidSummer  Night's Dream,'' Wagner's "Wedding March from 'Lohengrin,"" and  Purcell's "Trumpet Voluntary" (the last selection was used in the  first wedding discussed above in "Decades" "1960s"). 
  "A Classic wedding." (2004 Santa Monica, CA:  SLGG.LLC. This CD incluedes Mendelssohn's "Wedding March," Handel's  "Music for the Royal Fireworks," Mancini's "Moon River,"  and Vivaldi's "The Four Seasons." 
 
(2). Next comes an introduction, sometimes called a  “Gathering.” 
 
(3.) Then come a prayer, a homily, even a sermon, if one  follows Luther's example. As a Biblical scholar, I often read selections from  the Bible; and couples often picked Paul's " First Letter to the Corinthians 13 or a selection from K. Gibran in "the Prophet, sometimes a poet  like Shakespeare or the Brownings, and on a train from Edinburgh to Oban, I met  a Scot who saw me reading from the poems of Robert Burns and at my request read  "My Love is like a red, red rose" aloud to my fellow travelers, after  which he cried and told us the poem had been read at his own wedding! (Cf. the  appendix, which follows for many other suggestions.) 
 
(4). Then come the statements of intent and the vows. Often I ask  the bride first if she came be married to "this man" whereupon with  an answer of “I do” or “I will” I ask the groom if se came to be married to  "this woman" or more often by their given names.. Then come the vows,  such as: “…in sickness and in health” often followed by music again. 
I especially I like a vow I found for an older couple which I  have not yet used: “Because of you, I'm no longer lonely; because of you my  life is brand new; because of you, my heart is singing with no more sorrows, no  more tears. Because of you, my days are filled with hope and excitement, just  to be with you, letting your love soak into my dry bones until they are strong  and filled with your energy. I am young again, dear, all because of you, I need  you now and always, every waking moment and II freely and wholly give myself to  you this day, to be your loving and faithful husband (or wife).” (Warner 111).  (I imagined this vow would have been possible for my father who re-married at  age 75, after my mom was killed in a car crash. I know he felt this way about  our step-mother.)  
 
As for the vows, I was reminded during this research of how  difficult it is for many couples to live by the vows they promised each other.  I laughed out loud in the library when reading a comment of George Bernard  Shaw, “When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most  insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, that are required to  swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal and exhausting condition  continuously until death do them part”” (Shaw, qtd. by Camp 272)  
 
(5). Then comes the exchange of rings. I discovered that the  father of the bride gave rings in Medieval Jewish weddings to the groom. That  was a surprise. For the circumstances that have led to double ring ceremonies I  suggest the following article by Howard (2003) on the origins of the practice. 
(6). A concluding statement,  often with a prayer.  
(7). The pronouncement: “I declare that the couple are husband  and wife.” I often deliver this line, as if the audience is of several hundred  people, with a flourish as if a trumpet would sound in the background.  
(8). A kiss seems to ratify the fact that the wedding had  concluded which is followed by an exit, almost always to music.  
(9). Include a note about the photos (“Kodak-Moments”). In a Japanese ceremony  going for the photographs is often the final item on the printed program. 
Looking back to 1964 when I wrote a dissertation entitled "Christ the Bridegoom: a Biblical Image" I looked for roots of the image in the Hebrew Scriptures. In the "album project" when I discussed Hosea I might have implied that he created the wedding ceremony as a form. Actually, he used an already much used form for a wedding event to show in a new way an understand of God to his people as like a marriage. 
Other prophets also used this analogy, as for example, Ezekiel. His use of the form has five parts. Notice how his "wedding form" might be compared. essential elements in the wedding ceremonies of today. I discussed form as follows: 
1. The setting. The groom looks us bride at the "age of love" (Ez 8a). This might be somewhat like a "gathering" statement above.
   
2. Initiation of Marriage. Here the bridegroom speaks in the first person to the bride and he gies his word to her as in an oath (ve'eshiba' lek) and enters a covenant with her (wa'abo' bivrith  (Ez 16:8b)This compares with the statement of intent and makes a covenant.  
3. An act of Cleansing (Ez 16:9a) Which would not have a comparison with modern ceremonies, except as implied in the act of bride and groom getting dressed espedcially important in China and Japan. 
4.  Gifts.  Oil, clothing, ornaments, and food. (Ez 16:9b-13).  This step has strong parallels in ancient times and in China, but it might be seen as the giving of rings, which also appeared much later in Jewish weddings, first from the father of the bride to the groom and today in most weddings in "my album project" as a double ring ceremony.  My colleage Dr. James Malcolm while discussion weddings in a private conversation reflected that today the ring represents the financial dimensions of the couple's expections "reduced to a simple band of gold, sometimes coded with words of promise." 
5. Proclamation withe the line "all nations come to know" (Ez 16:14). Thus for Ezekiel in Babylon where his prophecy was made, the wedding took place in a public arena and not only for the couple but in a sense for the whole world (Huntley, 1964). 
This discussion may pose the question as to whether there are any essential items that people around the world  hold in common to agree upon at a wedding. Usually one would expect that the  people entering into marriage would come to the same place and time, having  promised each other to agree to the marriage. By good fortune all the weddings  I conducted had two people present, but I was told by an authority, now  deceased, that I could sign the license, it I could later prove “intent” of  both parties to be present. So far I have not signed a license in the absence  of either the bride or groom. It is, I believe, possible. 
Also expression of consent by both parties would seem  necessary, if not spoken then acted out or having an agent so act, In  California the couple must go to a court house and request a license which is  valid for so many days, after which it expires.  
  In Jewish ceremonies, the couple makes a commitment to each  other based on trust and hope. The male seems to have spoken, and the female  seems to have agreed, at the ceremony or before. Stepping on glass represents  the sealing of vows, and that moment is often the most memorable moment in the  ceremony.  
All the weddings which I have ever performed, save one, had  one bride, one groom, and at least two witnesses. The one couple, who appeared  at my office in Larsen Hall with no witnesses, were rescued from failure by Dr.  Bud Watson and Mrs. Linda Hunt who served, if briefly, as witnesses. But in  this case, I had already heard their vows in the San Bernardino Presbyterian  Church, although they had forgotten to get a wedding license on their earlier  wedding ceremony, pictured in the album. I have no picture of the second  wedding ceremony, only of the baby they brought to show me. 
   
One friend recently asked if I was planning to write about  music. As for music at weddings, an excellent list is provided of some  classical pieces as follows:  
  Bach: Brandenburg Concertos #2 and 3;  
  Bruch: Violin Concerto in G Minor;  
  Mendelssohn: Violin Concerto in E Minor; … 
  Vaughan Williams: “Fantasia on a theme by Thomas Tallis  (Arisian 151).  
During the research for my "album project", I  interviewed several members of the distinguished University of Redlands School  of Music about weddings, and one of them reported, “I do not play at weddings.”  One said that he would play if the price was right, and another started humming  a tune from his own wedding, and asked if I recognized it. I did not. Some  weddings discussed above had organs in a church, a quartet in a garden, or a  flute in a forest. Each seemed appropriate to the couple.  
What should be played? I discovered in my research that  Protestant, Roman Catholic and Jewish weddings can call for quite different  musical selections. For example, Protestants more often have the Bridal Chorus, Lohengrin by Wagner, the  best known piece ever written for a wedding when the bride comes in with her  father (or mother, or both) while Catholics are offered a Bach piece for the  groom and the priest, and Clark's The  Prince of Denmark's March) for the bride and her father. Jews might choose  a cantor to chant  Dodi Li  (I am my beloved's) followed by the organ  playing Hanava Babanot, (Beautiful  One) for the procession of bride and groom (Blum 116-118).  
Kathy Ogren's ceremony (Cf. under "faculty" with the  actual music on an “I-movie” can be heard A whole one hour VHS was shot of the  entire ceremony, of which the “I-movie” selections are only a few minutes. Her  guests included a host of singers, a guitarist, and a flutist. More important,  she married a groom who could sing his vows.  
Against the overwhelming romantic mood that often accompanies  a couple planning a wedding, I nearly always tried to bring a feeling of  realism into our discussions about the wedding. I have sometimes quoted the  Yiddish proverb: ”Love tastes sweet, but only with bread.”” (Browne 639).  As my readers observed I am tried to avoid suggestions for weddings outside the ceremony whose words and jusic I did discuss. I always let the couple pick the setting and helped them work on the words of the cremony. their musical choices may not resemble mine mine. I have always avoided financial dimensions when discussing weddings. I did learn that one wedding in this "album project" cost the father of the bride $40,000 and another probably only cost only $40 for a huge Subway sandwich 20 feet long. But I recently read that the wedding of Prince William in April 2011 will cost $40,000,000 and only half comes from his family!  
In that regard, I got hungry several times this semester,  thinking about some receptions I had attended, and I grew hungry sometimeswhile  looking at the pictures of tables in Weddings  Southern Style. (Church1993).  
As for prints and videos, I would suggest couples finding a  professional. Had the all couples I wrote about done so, my “album project”  would look more professional. Alas, most images in this "album  project" are from my own cameras. At one wedding for the son of Dr. Jonas  Salk and the sister of a University of Redlands student, held in Temecula, CA,  where I was asked, “Would you be willing to be the ‘back up minister,' in case  the San Francisco Mime Troop, who had agreed to perform the ceremony, could not  make it to Temecula, in time?””Fortunatley the Mime Troop did arrive, so I did  not perform the wedding. But unfortunately, although I brought the video, I  failed to turn it on! 
At this point in writing  this conclusion, I received an important and powerful letter. Perhaps there are  a dozen or many more folks out there, who by not responding to my requests for  pictures and updates might wish to express just the sentiment of this letter.  The letter leaves me with a sad but realistic sense of a quite different side  of my “album project.”” Fortunately the author agreed to let me use it, and I  decided to delete both names. It is as follows: 
 "Dear Dr. Huntley,  
First, all pictures/video I had of my wedding … I tossed in a bonfire. The  choice was either that or a more successful second suicide attempt.  
In my youthful ignorance I believed in and was comforted by the idea of getting  married to someone with whom I wanted to have a lifelong connection. The  marriage lasted 12 years (plus 11 years prior of monogamous dating).   (Her) take on the marriage in retrospect was that it was a "social  imperative" so as not to disappoint our parents.  
The breakdown could be attributed to the classic power struggle of who was more  controlling but ultimately she said that I loved her too much and she needed  her freedom to be happy. I desperately tried to keep her from leaving at least  for our two young children's sake, but to no avail. She even moved back in for  nine months after she divorced me in 2004. Turns out I was only comforting her  as her first post-marriage boyfriend had dumped her.  A bit of irony being  the last time (She) and I went out together was on New Year's Day 2005 at Marie  Callender's where we sat nearby you(the gesture of greeting the one that  married us seemed too odd as I knew (she) was securing yet another move-out.)  
(She) has since remarried and I do my best to provide guidance and support for  our two children who are clearly as puzzled as I am over the events of the last  few years. At least she didn't marry an abusive prison guard with kids of his  own...no wait, she actually did do this! I'm single and unattached and plan to  remain that way.  
Apologies for not getting back to you so that you could have checked me off  your list sooner. Sincerely, NN."  
His comments serve as a  reminder that not all the weddings I performed would endure "as long as  life shall last." In fact of the 7 marriages among my brothers and myself,  five have been terminated, and only two seem to be headed for the "Golden  Anniversary."  
I am feel certain after the  research in this "album project" that the weddings discussed above  are far more lasting than the national average in California. Perhaps the  reason is that mainly I have been conducting weddings for people who were  colleagues or students in my classes who brought their deep thought and great  energy to making public vows. 
Nonetheless, I usually tried  point out that little I might say at a wedding will hold the couple together. I  have affirmed that the marriages which follow wedding days are dependent upon  the way each couple takes responsibilities in the days, months, and years which  follow their weddings. So I sometimes warned with a note of realism as to what  was ahead for a bride and groom with  the  Yiddish proverb "Love tastes sweet, but only with bread" (Browne  639). 
  III. What surprises were  uncovered in the process? 
  When I started to perform  weddings, I had no idea that I would be writing many years later writing about  them in this “album project.” Certainly, I have kept pictures in a now battered  looking album with names and dates. Moreover, when I got to California I  learned I was required by law to keep copies of the licenses which I had signed. 
Somehow pictures appeared, some  quite professional from the weddings of the 1950’s of friends and my dear  cousin Mary Ann Tilley.  Then came the  weddings of my family. 
Then I got a job teaching religion  and as chaplain at Westminster College, in Missouri. About ten weddings took  place during my decade there. Two were took place in our living room there.  Another wedding was performed in my  black robe in the 17th Century church, designed  by Christopher Wren after the London fire of 1666, but moved from London in the  l960's to Fulton, Missouri.  Three weddings from that decade took place in  California. 
Suddenly the world changed when I started to  teach at the University of Redlands. Students who had taken a class with me or  who were in the Alpha Gamma Nu Fraternity started asking me to perform their  weddings. Meanwhile, I acquired a more medieval looking gown, which my daughter  called "Gandalf's coat." I found inspiration in Arisian's The New Wedding: Creating your own Marriage  Ceremony, to whom I should dedicate these reflections. I have bought and  worn out three copies of the book, loaning them to students over the years and  asking them to find words in the book that they would wish to have said at  their weddings. Arisian offered eight quite different ceremonies from ones with  traditional language, which St. Paul used, to the first century Corinthian  Church to one that was written for a feminist who was to be married to an  anarchist. I should affirm that the ceremony most often selected by "my couples"  was the wedding Arisian composed for his  own wedding entitled "Reaching Out" (104-8).  I should add that so far no couple has asked  me to use the language that  the feminist  and the anarchist use  in their wedding  (94-101). There is still time, I trust, but probably I shall never hear the  words, "We love each other, but we do not want to get married except for  reasons of prudence. We do not want to get married, because we do not regard  the state as having the authority to regulate and define our relationship to  each other...."(Arisian 96). Perhaps in the debate which rages in  California and seems headed for the United States Supreme Court in the coming  year, there will be couples who echo that language. 
As one reads through the "Decades"  the costumes seem to change, the ceremonies change in style and tone, and the  heritage in the gene pool of the couple widens. The weddings I attended in the  l950’s and 1960’s were all for Anglo-Saxon descendants 
The weddings of the l960's of  my brothers and of the "weddings of friends and faculty" are  celebrated "moments in time." Those weddings are somehow part of a  "family and friends’ story" evoking ongoing discussion.  In contrast,  I thought I had lost touch with most of the  folks whose weddings I performed while at Westminster College; so to find so  many of them alive and well and still in their marriages is more than a  testimony of the stable and conservative nature of the American Midwest. Those  weddings are perhaps testimony to the sincerity of promises by many who wanted  their weddings to be enduring. As for the weddings at Westminster College, I  did not perform the wedding for Craig Clark in Scotland to Grace, but he was a  kind of "prime mover" to the "album project;"   he even reminded me of weddings I did for his  fraternity brothers. He stayed in touch for thirty years and tracked me down in  California, then enrolled his daughter Clare-Marie to the Johnston program at  the University of Redlands.  Now after her graduation he wrote me to say  she wanted me to perform her wedding, even though she had not yet selected her  life partner.  That was a surprise with a  future dimension! 
IV. What changes took place in  weddings? 
  Over the course of fifty years,  since I went to the first weddings I can remember, much seems to have changed.  We have had eleven presidents of our country (some whose daughters were  captured by me as suggesting historical contexts for what I wrote). We have  become involved in four wars and some "police actions." We have seen  debates on what marriage should be, or better, should not be. Many of the  couples who marriages I attended or performed were already living together. All  of these couples knew more about sex than I did at the time of my own wedding. 
One surprise in the process of  writing about weddings I actually attended or performed over the last fifty  years is how much has changed. From my use of the traditional ceremony in the  Book of Common Worship (Presbyterian) and the Book of Common Prayer (Anglican)  that I used forty years ago, I have come to include in this "album  project" some very open and creative ceremonies starting with use of  Arisian's  anthology of 13 ceremonies to some weddings for  couples who come from Buddhist backgrounds, Muslim and even a follower of  Shinto. 
Another surprise was to  remember the variety in settings for weddings. Starting with weddings of my  brothers in churches and at Westminster College in the Christopher Wren  designed chapel that was formerly the Church of St. Mary, Aldermanbury in  London in the 17th Century until a Nazi bomber took out the roof, I moved  outside mostly to weddings. One wedding took place on Mt. Tamalpias near San  Francisco in l969, my first outside. Then came weddings in S. California at the  Assistencia or just outside it for Walt and Barb Smith (1978), in the  Huntington Garden (illegal as a place but nonetheless a choice of my brother  John (1980), at Stillwater Vineyard near Paso Robles for Maren and Jeremy  (2008), in Nostos Taverna in Skiathos for Rob and Barbie Neufeld, and in the  Wild Animal Park in Temecula, CA for Meghan and Ryan (2009). The influences of  the setting of these places led to the creation of different ceremonies  appropriate to the setting and more to the beliefs of the couples who brought  quite different views to live by. 
The earliest images in this  “album project” are of folks having “traditional” weddings from the Presbyterian  Book of Worship.  Thereafter in  the l970's I discovered Arisian's book of  quite varied ceremonies and went to a wedding conducted by the San Francisco  Mime Troop (cf. "Decades" then "l974-l986").  The attire we wore became as varied as the  ceremonies.    
I have been involved in  weddings in churches, college chapels, and other sacred spaces. Over the course  of fifty years, many couples have wanted their weddings held outside, such as  on a mountain or within sight of a Greek beach. Because I am not a parish  minister whose work is seen as connected to any particular church, the weddings  I hae done can be anywhere the couple has chosen. Many of the weddings I have  performed have been outside, and in the process of writing in this album I  discovered my own parents were married in a garden, and since most weddings were  for students who knew me in class and had already perceived I was a  "little weird" they expected the style of the wedding to be somewhat  unusual.  Yet,  I rejoice when some couples wish to be married  in a church or synagogue (Chesser 204). For example, the wedding of Steve and  Becky Wiens took place in the First Baptist Church of Redlands, and the wedding  of Mark and Janice Steffens in the Wayfarers Chapel near Palos Verdes; both  were all the more memorable because of their settings. 
If there were changes in the  wedding ceremonies, there were also huge changes through the invention of personal  computers. Many technical changes took place in the decades since I unwittingly  began this project. Imagine a world in which there were no computers and web  pages when I went to my first weddings. At least there were cameras! Now at  last thanks to my good friend, John Fearon, I have a digital camera; but some  of the earliest images were from a 1970 Pentax that put things in sharp focus  in those days. "Adobe Photoshop" and "Adobe Dreamweaver"  allowed movement from the pictures to texts, and back again. I also realize II  was too dependent on my own photography. I should have paid professional  photographers at the time they shot weddings, and I have tried throughout this  "album project" to give credit where is due. I must mention the best  of all photographers whose work I used, I must give some kind of award to Jesus  Garzea who shot Lillian Larsen and Stephen Klein's wedding. (Faculty: Check out  his web page: http://www.jmmgarza.com/). Will a seafood meal count? 
V. What changes took place for  "the performer, "crasher" etc? 
  Many times at weddings I have  been inspired by the conviction in the voices of those whom I heard say their  vows. The ceremonies that many couples composed wrote or edited for their  weddings were ofen  more profound than  the vows I remember speaking myself.   Consequently, I found myself being inspired by their words or  music.  Also from time to time I have  watched guests or family members at a wedding simile, cry, or turn to the  person next to themselves and affirm, I hope, some memory or feeling from their  own wedding vows. Sometimes a wedding seems often more meaningful to guests and  families than to the couple of the hour. But hopefully the bride and groom will  later attend other weddings, as I have now done for a hundred times, and  somehow affirm the vows made years ago with different words and renewed  feeling. 
During my the thirty years in  California, I have conducted weddings for people of diverse backgrounds,  including colleagues, friends, children of friends and students from almost  every religion I have ever studied or even imagined. In each case, however, I  have tried to get the couples to engage in some soul searching” as they framed  their own words as vows. One should spend a good deal of time talking to  partner about what marriage means to each other.  I suggested that they make a list of vows  they find particularly meaningful, and of anything they find outmoded or  offensive” (Church 149). 
In the last decade it has  seemed very easy to conduct a wedding for a couple with ancestors from  different continents on this planet. I am pleased to have performed six  weddings in which the couple carried the genes of different continents. 
In the last decades, I was able to attend and  perform ceremonies for at least three Afro-Americans who were celebrating a  wedding with a bride bearing the genes of   European ancestors. I found myself rejoicing that the "dream"  of Dr. Martin Luther King was already extending into weddings as well as social  respect and equal employment. I also attended weddings for brides who had  ancestors in Asia and men whose roots extend back to the immigrants from  Europe.  If such weddings were a surprise  to me, they were even more a joy to celebrate. Need I remind the reader that  such weddings were not possible in the American South where I grew up?   
While Jewish rabbis may be hesitant to attend  weddings unless both bride and groom are Jewish or converts to Judaism, I can  count back to several weddings I performed or attended when only the bride or  groom was of a Jewish heritage. That would have been an unlikely possibility in  North Carolina or Missouri in the first years of my going to or doing weddings.  One Jewish bride in this "album project" honored me by inviting me to  read the Hebrew text of a Seder (Passover dinner) at her home!  
I learned a great deal about Jewish weddings  I had never imagined, such as the fact that weddings cannot take place for Jews  on certain days, such as on Rosh  ha-Shanah, Passover, Shavuot, and Sukkot (Schneid 20). I soon realized that have never been to a wedding on  Christmas, July 4th or Easter.   So there must be days when Christians also tend to avoid for weddings. 
Often in this project, I remembered  conversations with couples who came to me, and we discussed topics which did  NOT end up in wedding ceremonies 
For example, some years ago, a  young woman (without her "groom") came to me for advice. She told me  that she had not told her “groom-to-be” that she had had a long and deep  relationship with an Afro-American, whom she still thought about. She asked me  if she should tell the "groom." I asked if she and her new boyfriend  had been in the habit of confessing all the "affairs of heart" to  each other. She said, "My case is different for I still think of my Black  boyfriend, and my parents have forbidden me even to think of marriage to  him."  
I asked, "What are the  reasons for your parents to forbid you?" She responded, "They have  deep prejudice." I asked, "Are you coming to me to get support to  defy your parents?" 
She said, "I have not thought of it that  way, you just seem open to things my parents are not. Why are you this  way?" 
That was a bigger question than  I wanted to try to answer. So I said something like, "One does not have to  tell everything one has ever done or felt before a wedding. Over the years,  many times will come when you can share more of your life." 
Then she said something shocking to me. She  said, "My old boyfriend told me some months ago, you will never be happy  with that 'white boy' because after you have tasted Black, you can never go  back! Will I be happy?" 
I must have looked shocked and  don't remember anything else. She left the office and, thereafter, she vanished  never to be seen again. Like the outcome of weddings, I wonder sometimes about  conversations that did not lead to weddings. This is not a picture of her or  her boyfriend, but it reminded me of her.  However, that would be another book. 
On another day while I worked on  this "album project" I remembered an encounter with a bride who is  mentioned elsewhere in these reflections. She came to me some years after the  wedding and was in the process of a divorce. She said, "You pronounced us  husband and wife, but now the marriage is over. I want you to do something, say  something to break the bond that was made before God. Can you do that?"  Her challenge still haunts me. So someday I will have to develop a ceremony to  undo what was done in a wedding that turns into a divorce. However, she needed such a ritual   then, that very day.  When she  left, I knew I had failed her. 
As I look back now over the  sixty years discussed in this “album project” I see clear images of time  passing.  I seem to have grown older  going to weddings in the l950's as a "groomsman" in my naval white  summer uniform.  Finally an old man  appears at the end of this chapter in a cartoon like image of who I came to be.  My wife compared me to the aging Franz Joseph who became the ruler of the  Habsburg Empire of Austria and Hungary in l848 and stayed on the job until he  died in l918. I started these wedding performances in l952 and am still at it  in 2010. Also, it was clearer to me in this project than in other research,  that I also was aging. Recently I found an article about a couple who waited  forty years for their wedding ceremony. One picture the couple looking the age  of couples I knew in the l960's, but in a second shot they look about age I  feel now (Pogash 17). 
I also could not help but to  notice the changing images of myself from a graduation ceremony at Duke  University, then in the first decade of weddings in a black robe, to the 1970  "Gandalf gown"(as my daughter called it) for the weddings to follow.  Somewhere along the way I added the red hat, which I said was the color of a  divine of not quite a Cardinal; it seemed especially useful in the weddings he  bright California sun. Later, I was given a stole from Guatemala, especially  useful performing the wedding with the two Anglicans who shared the lectern at  the wedding of Lillian Larsen and Stephen Cline (Cf. "Weddings of  Faculty"). 
To see oneself as such an aging  figure is not something always on my mind, but to look back through the decades  to the first wedding I witnessed to the last ones I conducted is to see a man  aging over the period of six decades, unaware for the main, of such progress or  regress. Until suddenly one comes to the end of the term and here he is, a man  who grows into the cartoon figure, as he was captured by a student in his  senior project. (Cf. my final self image below, end of this section). 
V. Who helped in the process? 
  I owe more thanks than I can  express here to those who helped with the project. In 2010 Catherine Walker did  miracles in improving the format of this project in finding missing images and  linking them when they attempted to escape. Her good spirit will be remembered  forever. Jared Moore created the web page format in the spring of 2007. Jack  Marshall at Westminster College and Mary Jo Laskowicz in the Alumni Office of the University of  Redlands provided me with addresses for many weddings discussed in this  "album project," especially in the search for those who had moved to  distant places on the planet. Many of the stories captured on the web page are compositions of brides, grooms, fathers and mothers who sent them to me and corrected what I wrote. I am grateful to all who sent responses to my  letters, phone calls, and e-mails.  
I was saddened to discover that  some for whom I performed weddings had already died. But here I have tried to  capture vivid memories of people in a great moment in their lives which were  happy, joyful, and with all the promise of what the future would offer. Thanks.  So, dear reader, we have discovered that there are many different kinds of  wedding ceremonies today, as there were in ancient times. Different tribes,  countries, and religious traditions have different ways of uniting people in  marriage. The wedding ceremony is but one step in a marriage. 
I have tried to remain on the  topic of the ceremonies which I wrote, heard, or imagined. Weddings can be seen  as secular or sacred depending upon the individuals who appear for weddings,  but somehow all weddings seem to be a way of allowing couples to announce to  the world that they are celebrating a special union. Some weddings led to  marriages which have lasted for decades; but one lasted for only two hours!  Hopefully, for the couples who invited me to share in their wedding will  remember it as among most memorable moments in their lives. But this  "album project" brought many memories, so, then I need to thank all  who invited me to their weddings, for they made my life much richer.  Thank you all! 
  
  
                     A portrait by Daniel Oltmans for his senior art show project.  
                    I think I was telling Daniel Oltmans how long I had been on this project, “annotating wedding… about 50 years…”  
                     I must observe that my Sabbatical project brought some surprises. I knew I had  acquired some good pictures and recalled strong memories, but I did not know what a mixed response I would get when I wrote or called every person whom I could remember. Indeed, as I commented above I tried to reach anyone in whose weddings I had a part. I started out by sending  letters, emails and making phone calls. I am grateful to Jack Marshall at Westminster College and several folks in the Alumni Office at the UOR. I was overwhelmed some days with the memories and reflections of those I tried to contact. Their responses confirmed the value of the project this semester and all the days I spent going to weddings for half a century now. Without their responses, this would be a very dull CD. I appreciate the support of Catherine Walker at every point in this project; and I could not have obtained the "album project" in this format, without the wonders of "HTML" and Jared Moore. 
                    The Sabbatical  gave me a chance to look back over many decades in my life. On some days, I was thrust back into the time  of a wedding, long ago, and far away…as if I was re-living them. Also I had some special moments  on the phone, reading email and thinking of how to put into my “album project” in a friendly mode. I know  many different views can be evoked as there are readers.   For example, a good friend whose wedding is discussed above commented, , “Reading what you wrote made me think it was a kind of sermon.” I was somewhat shocked, but I realized later that he meant what he said in a good sense…it was like a sermon with some sense of edification. Thanks, again, to all who asked me to have some part in a memorable wedding and to all who sent reponses that brought this project into life. 
                       
                    Appendix                        Reading Selections for Weddings.  
                      Sources Cited throughout the whole “album”  
                    From Elizabeth Barrett Browning, read “How do I love thee…”  
                      
                     
                      Or perhaps a poem from Shakespeare?  
                    Look in the  the Oxford Book of English Verse for  
                    “Bridal Song”  
                    Roses, their sharp spines being gone,  
                    Not royal in their smells alone,  
                    But in their hue;  
                    Maiden pinks, of odour faint,  
                    Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint,  
                    And sweet thyme true;  
                    Primrose, firstborn child of Ver;  
                    Merry springtime's harbinger  
                    With harebells dim;  
                    Oxlips in their cradles growing,  
                    Marigolds on death-beds blowing,  
                    Larks'-heels trim;  
                    All dear Nature's children sweet  
                    Lie ‘fore bride and bridegroom's feet,  
                    Blessing their sense!  
                    Not an angel of the air,  
                       
                    Bird melodious or bird fair,  
                    Be absent hence!  
                    The crow, the slanderous cuckoo, nor  
                    They boding raven, or chough hoar,  
                    Nor chattering pye,  
                    May on our bride-house perch or sing,  
                    Or with them any discord bring,  
                    But from it fly!  
                    (Quiller-Couch, ed. Oxford Book of English Verse,  191-2, but perhaps the author was John Fletcher)  
                       
                    Also read  
  “A Bridal Song”  
                    by John Fletcher  
                       
                    “Cynthia, to they power and thee  
                    We obey.  
                    Joy to this great company!  
                    And no day  
                    Come to steal this nigh away  
                    Till the rites of love are ended,  
                    And the lusty bridegroom say,  
                    Welcome, Light, of all befriended!  
                       
                    Pace out, you watery powers below”  
                    Let your feet,  
                    Like the galleys when they row,  
                    Even beat;  
                    Let your unknown measures, set  
                    To the still winds, tell to all  
                    That gods are come, immortal, great  
                    To honour this great nuptial!  
                       
                    Perhaps the poem is better to be used as at toast at the reception, come to think of it,  
                    Or even when all the guests are gone from view, when bride and groom are at last alone together. ( Oxford Book of English Verse, 241)  
                       
                    Helen, my wife, and I attended different universities where we each read some Milton and later taught his poetry. We did not, however, select a poem of Milton for our wedding.  Perhaps, were we to redo the wedding, we might  pick from “Poems of the First Period” when Milton looked so young, as the painting of him in the National Portrait Gallery, above.  
                    But  literature majors might find inspiraton from reading Milton  inspirational. For example read this one:  
                    "Enamoured, artless, young on foreign ground,  
                    Uncertain whither from myself to fly,  
                    To thee, dear, Lady with an humble sigh  
                    Let me devote my heart, which I have found  
                    By certain proofs, not few, intrepid, sound,  
                    Good, and addicted to conceptions high;  
                    When tempests shake the world, and fire he sky,  
                    It rests in adamant self-wrapt around,  
                    As safe fro envy, and from the outrage rude,  
                    From hopes and fears that vulgar minds abuse,  
                    As fond of genius and fixed fortitude,  
                    Of the resounding lyre, and every muse  
                    Weak you will find it in one only part,  
                    Now pierce by Love's immedicable dart. " 
                    ( Eng. Tr. by Milton of Italian “Sonnet VI”, (1628), Hanford 58)  
 
                      'Ode   on a Grecian Urn'
                          
                            
                              Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,  
                                Thou foster-child   of silence and slow time,  
                            Sylvan historian, who canst thus express  
                                A   flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:  
                            What leaf-fring'd legend haunt   about thy shape  
                                Of deities or mortals, or of both,  
                                    In Tempe   or the dales of Arcady?  
                                What men or gods are these?  What maidens loth?  
                            What mad pursuit?  What struggle to escape?  
                                    What pipes and   timbrels?  What wild ecstasy?                             
                        
                                                      Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard  
                                  Are sweeter: therefore,   ye soft pipes, play on;  
                              Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,  
                                    Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:  
                              Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou   canst not leave  
                                  Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;  
                                        Bold lover, never, never canst thou kiss,  
                              Though winning near the goal -   yet, do not grieve;  
                                      She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,  
                                  For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!                            Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed  
                                  Your leaves, nor ever bid   the spring adieu;  
                              And, happy melodist, unwearied,  
                                  For ever piping   songs for ever new;  
                              More happy love! more happy, happy love!  
                                  For   ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,  
                                      For ever panting, and for ever   young;  
                              All breathing human passion far above,  
                                  That leaves a heart   high-sorrowful and cloy'd,  
                                      A burning forehead, and a parching   tongue.                            Who are these coming to the sacrifice?  
                                  To what green altar, O   mysterious priest,  
                              Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,  
                                  And   all her silken flanks with garlands drest?  
                              What little town by river or sea   shore,  
                                  Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,  
                                      Is emptied   of this folk, this pious morn?  
                              And, little town, thy streets for evermore  
                                  Will silent be; and not a soul to tell  
                                      Why thou art   desolate, can e'er return.                            O Attic shape!  Fair attitude! with brede  
                                  Of marble men and maidens   overwrought,  
                              With forest branches and the trodden weed;  
                                  Thou, silent   form, dost tease us out of thought  
                              As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!  
                                    When old age shall this generation waste,  
                                      Thou shalt remain, in   midst of other woe  
                                  Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,  
                              "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," - that is all  
                                      Ye know on earth,   and all ye need to know.                            http://englishhistory.net/keats/poetry/odeonagrecianurn.html
   
                             
                         
                         
                      Poems by e.e.cummings.  
                      we are so both and oneful  
night cannot be so sky  
                      sky cannot be so sunful  
                      I am through you so i e.e. cummings  
                      (he does not use capital letters)  
                       
                        “somewhere I have never traveled”  
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond  
any experience, you eyes have their silence;  
                      in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,  
                      or which I cannot touch because they are too near  
                         
                      your slightest look easily will unclose me  
                      though I have closed myself as fingers,  
                      you open always petal by petal myself as spring opens  
                      (touching skillfully, mysteriously; her first rose  
                         
                      or if your wish be to close me, I and  
                      my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,  
                      as when the heart of this flower imagines  
                      the snow carefully everywhere descending  
                         
                      nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals  
                      the power of your intense fragility: whose texture  
                      compels me with the colour of its countries,  
                      rendering death and forever with each breathing  
                         
                      (I do not know what it is about you that closes  
                      And opens; only something in me understands  
                      The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)  
                      Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands"  
                      e.e. cummings (found in Kingma, 123-4) Although I have never used poem in a ceremony yet, it had a powerful force  
                      in it in March 2007 especially as I remembered hearing the author read at Duke University in the 1960s.  
                         
                         
                      “The Passionate Shepherd to his Love”  
                      "Come live with me and be my love,  
And we will all he pleasures prove  
                      That valleys, groves, hills and fields,  
                      Woods, or sleepy mountain yielkds.  
                      And we will sit upon the rocks,  
                      Seeing he shepherds feed heir flocks,  
                      By Shallow rivers to whose falls  
                      Melodious birds sing madrigals.  
                         
                      And I will make thee beds of roses  
                      And a thousand fragrant posies,  
                      A cap of flowers, and a kirtle,  
                      Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle.  
                         
                      A gown made of he finest wool  
                      Which from our pretty lambs we pull;  
                      fairlined slippers for the cold,  
                      with buckles of the purest gold;  
                         
                      a belt of straw and ivy buds,  
                      with coral claps and amber studs;  
                      and if these pleasure may thee move,'  
                      come live with me and be my love.  
                      the shephers' swains shall dance and sing  
for thy dlight each May morning;  
                      If hese delights they mind may move,  
                       
                        Then live with me and be my love".  
                         
                      By Christopher Marlowe. (Kingma 82-83) I did get to use this one in the wedding in 2008 at Paso Robles). 
                       
                      “The First Wedding in the World”  
                      by Joel Rosenberg  
                      The eighth day was the wedding.  
He awoke amid a dewy moss,  
                      and saw to swans gliding  
                      between the cattails.  It was dawn  
                      His side felt sore.  He felt  
a yearning where before  
                      he'd felt protected, like a dream  
                      had stolen out of reach.  
                      It still was early,  
and the moon still gleamed,  
                      and crickets still posed  
                      questions to their answering chorus.  
                      Two large lions sat nearby,  
amid the mist,  
                      placidly gazing at the tiny rabbits  
                      nibbling lettuce in their grassy niches.  
                         
                      II  
                         
                      The man had never seen an angel.  
                      He thought it strange  
                      that rainbow-colored fire  
                      took on human image.  
                         
                      When he met Michael  
                      and Gabriel, who told him  
                      they were witnesses,  
                      he thought their garments  
                         
                      Were cascades of golden leaves  
                      their eyes a burning agate,  
                      and their wings  
                      a wreath of northern lights.  
                         
                      He called some names,  
                      and beast and fowl  
                      perked up their ears,  
                      and forest noises filled he air.  
                         
                      III  
                         
                      God made the woman  
                      waiting for him near the meadow  
                      standing on a shell,  
                      her hair down to her knees.  
                         
                      She thought I all so strange,  
                      this garden, jabbering animals,  
                      this stranger standing dumbfounded  
                      and stuttering out her name in joy  
                         
                      She'd never seen a wedding canopy,  
                      the golden gauze  
                      was spun by angels  
                      in the middle of the night.  
                         
                      She thought herself  
                      a thousand years of age,  
                      though looking like a girl of twenty.  
                      All the sad, expensive wisdom  
                         
                      Of society about to waken  
                      in her bones, the secrets  
                      of the wind and stars,  
                      the human arts  
                         
                      Of strife and cultivation,  
                      tincture of the eyelids,  
                      epic meters, and, as ell,  
                      concealments and apologies.  
                         
                      She smiled at the young man's  
                      innocence, while, lovingly,  
                      and for forever, she held out  
                      her hand to him.  
                         
                      IV  
                         
                      The two of them,  
                      with honeybees weaving among  
                      the wreaths of flowers  
                      at their brows,  
                         
                      The two of them,  
                      with hope for clothes,  
                      and no disqualifying memories,  
                      and nothing that was not  
                         
                      Within them from the start,  
                      the two of them joined hands  
                      and stood before the shimmering light  
                      to make their vows. " June 19, l977 written in honor of the wedding of Linda and William Novak ( Diamat 221-3 ). I found it relevant to the wedding I imagined between Adam and Eve above in " Weddings around the World."  
Bethany Reeves send me her list of some one liners she found while preparing for her wedding described above in the last decade. They might be better used on programs than read during the ceremony. Her research is as follows:  
                      “May God, the best maker of all marriages, combine your hearts in one.” ~ William Shakespeare  
                      “There is nothing nobler or more admirable than when two people who see eye-to-eye keep house as husband and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.” ~Homer, The Odyssey  
                        “Two souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.” ~Von Munch-Bellinghausen, Ingomar the Barbarian  
                       “Omnia vincit Amor; et nos cedamus Amori.” (Love conquers all; let us yield to Love . ) ~ Virgil,  Eclogues, X  
                       “Some pray to marry the man they love, my prayer will somewhat vary, I humbly pray to heaven above, that I love the man I marry!” ~Rose Pastor Stokes, My Prayer  
                       “Oh happy race of men, if Love, which rules Heaven, rule your minds.” ~Boethius, Consolations of Philosophy  
                       “He who finds a wife finds a good thing, and obtains favor from the Lord.” ~, Proverbs 18:22  
                       “ Be likeminded, having the same love, agreeing together, being of one mind.” ~ St. Paul , Philippians  2:2  
                      “May yours hearts be comforted, being knit together in love.” ~ St. Paul , Colossians  2:2  
                      “A virtuous women is more precious than jewels, and her value is far  
                      above rubies. The heart of her husband trusts in her with confidence;  
                      she will comfort, encourage, and do him good all the days of her life.”  
                      ~ Proverbs  31:10-12  
                      “A man shall leave his father and mother, and shall cleave to his wife, and they shall be one flesh.”  
                      ~"Adam" as quoted by the Yahwist in, Genesis  2:24  
                      “Love is as strong as death; many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it.” ~ , Song of Solomon  8:6&7  
                      “Love endures long, and is kind. Love bears all things, believes  
                      all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.” ~ St. Paul , I Corinthians  13: 4&7  
                      “Live joyfully with your wife, whom you love, all the days of your life.”~ Ecclesiastes.  
                        
                      Recently  a collection of poems by one of my daughter's old favorities for the music if not the words appeared by Sting. The poem is a more a hope for a wedding than a wedding poem, but I like it. Some couple will use it someday, I feel sure. 
                      From “Lyrics  By Sting”                      “I spent a year working on a Disney animated film Kingdom of the Sun with my good friend  and virtuoso pianist Dave Hartley. The same team that made the very successful Lion King commissioned us to write a  series of songs for various characters set in the Andean kingdom of the Incas. 
             " The  project was cursed from the beginning. The director left, the script and plot  would change on a weekly basis, and I was getting more and more despondent.  Then one day the studio called to tell me they have uncovered some demographic  research claiming that modern children switch off mentally when characters  start to sing. So they didn’t want songs to be attached to characters or plots,  they just wanted generic musical backgrounds. I was disappointed, to say the  least, pointing out that my favorite Disney movie, The Jungle Book, would never have been completed if such research  was correct. 
   
              "Eventually  the movie itself morphed into a comedy called The Emperor’s New Groove and was released in 2000. I provided an  end-title song, which was nominated for an Oscar.”                      "My  Funny Friend and Me 
                        In the quiet time of evening 
                        When the stars assume their patterns 
                        And the day has made his journey 
                        And we wondered just what happened 
                        To the life we knew 
                        Before the world changed 
                        When not a thing I held was true 
                        But you were kind to me 
                        And you reminded me 
                        That the world is not my playground 
                        There are other things that matter 
                        What is simple needs protecting 
                        My illusions all would shatter 
                        But you stayed in my corner 
                        The only world I know was upside down 
                        And now the world and me 
                        Know you carry me                      You see the patterns in the big sky 
                        Those constellations look like you and I 
                        Just like the patterns in the big sky 
                        We could be lost, we could refuse to try 
                        But we made it through 
                        In the dark night 
                        Who would those lucky guys turn out to  be? 
                        But that unusual blend 
                        Of my funny friend and me                      I’m not as clever as I thought I was 
                        I’m not the boy I used to be because 
                        You showed me something different 
                        You showed me something pure 
                        I always seemed so certain 
                        But I was really never sure 
                        But you stayed 
                        And you called my name 
                        When others would have walked out on a  lousy game 
                        And look who made it through 
                        But your funny friend and me                      You see the patterns in the big sky 
                        Those constellations look like you and I 
                        That tiny planet and the bigger guy 
                        I don’t know whether I should laugh or  cry                      Just like the patterns in the big sky 
                        We’ll be together ‘til the end this time 
                        Don’t know the answer or the reason why 
                        We’ll stick together ‘til the day we die                      If I had to do this all a second time 
                        I won’t complain or make a fuss 
                        Who would the angels send? 
                        But that unlikely blend 
                        Of those two funny friends 
                        That’s us"
                        
  
  
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