Leaving Home

My father remarried. I was his best man. I actually made a story in the morning paper. Being barely able to grow a beard, I was nevertheless keen to do so. It was a scraggly thing that my father was hoping I would get rid of before the wedding day. My hair was a bit …

Extraordinary Bond

In November 1987 I performed the wedding for Richard and Ellen. Richard was a counselor at the Iowa State Penitentiary. Ellen was a cocaine addict. The Pen had the look and feel of an old James Cagney movie. You had to be tough minded and physically capable to be a counselor at the prison. Richard …

Shopping For A Wedding

I’m one of the parents. The wedding is this summer. The end of June. My daughter is the bride. I know the colors. I know the styles to be worn by the wedding party. But I don’t have the right clothing myself. Where does one start? My daughter is one of my most Extraordinary of …