One last trip down memory lane (not that I remember any of these)
Here's the last old-timey shot for a while; thanks for indulging me. My parents were married in September of 1962, and Mom hated this wedding picture. I guess it was too goofy for her, but I love it. She was 31 and Dad was 37, pretty old for first-time newlyweds back then. Dad always claimed he had no memories of their wedding day and therefore doubted they were legally wed, despite the photographic evidence to the contrary.