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Carol Perkins: My wedding day, 25 Dec 1967
'For years, friends and family would retell the day of our wedding. Worst snow storm in years! I now smile when I think of that couple who barely knew each other following the snowplow out of town. It isn't how big or small, how perfect or imperfect a wedding day is; it is how life progresses after the I do.'
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By Carol Perkins
Three o'clock and the snow had not stopped. Just the night before, the stars had not indicated bad weather, and the weatherman missed the call. Christmas Eve, 1967, brought one of the biggest snows of the year and created nothing but havoc for my wedding day.
"You'll just have to call it off," my mother said as she flung back the curtain to reveal the stillness of the morning as the snow pelted the highway, covering tracks behind a few moving vehicles.
The cake sat in the living room; the dress hung on the back of the door, and not even the snow was going to ruin this day. "We can't cancel it now!" I said.
Just about that time, Guy called. "I don't think I can get there."
He was staying in Barren County with his sister, Carolyn Berry and her family. His parents, stranded in Nicholasville, Kentucky, and his other sister, stranded in Bowling Green, would miss our wedding. However, the groom who had sailed the seven seas surely could find his way out of Barren County. I knew Arnold Berry would ride him out on horseback if necessary.
"You MUST get here," is all I said. What I didn't know was the effort it took them to make the thirty miles.
The snow was a gorgeous backdrop for my wedding day, but the obstacles it caused kept it from being the wedding of my dreams. The only family from Guy's side was his sister and brother-in-law who was the best man. No cousins, aunts, uncles, and friends from his side were able to get there. My extended family showed up because those from out of town had come the night before the wedding and the others lived within a mile of the church. My poor father cleared the steps to the church until he was exhausted and then marched me down the aisle. We were going to Louisville for our honeymoon, but that never happened. We got as far as Glasgow.
Over the last forty-eight years, I have thought about that day and how our life together began. We didn't know each other very well. We had dated only a few months in high school and after graduation, Guy went to the Navy and I went to Eastern. We made no promises to each other, but we both understood our intentions. I knew I wasn't looking for anyone else; I assumed he wasn't either. We wrote letters; he came home on leave a few times a year, and we never talked about whether or not we were dating other people. I can't explain how we both knew we would eventually marry, but we did. We were so different in most things, but so alike in what mattered.
For years, friends and family would retell the day of our wedding. "Worst snow storm in years!" I now smile when I think of that couple who barely knew each other following the snowplow out of town. It isn't how big or small, how perfect or imperfect a wedding day is; it is how life progresses after the "I do." After forty-nine years, we have overcome snowstorms in life and plowed through to the sunny days, but he still reminds me each year how he almost missed our wedding day! I never doubted he would arrive.
(My new book, A Girl Named Connie, is available at Blossoms Florist and Boutique Unique, 507 Happy Valley Road, Glasgow, KY 42141, Phone 270-629-3597; the Edmonton/Metcalfe Chamber of Commerce, 109 E Stockton Street, Edmonton, KY, Phone 270-432-3222; and the Lighthouse Restaurant, 1500 Sulphur Well/Knob Lick Road, Sulphur Well Historic District, KY 42129. Phone 270-629-3597. And Also on Amazon.com)
Contact: Carol Perkins, PO Box 134, Edmonton, KY 42129. Phone 670-432-5756. email@example.com
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