Post #212,034
6/22/05 2:15:45 AM
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well it's about time, doncha think?
I've known Sydney, my wife, for about 25 years. In July we'll be married for 15 years. On Sunday, Father's Day, We had my dad and her dad over for dinner. When they met on the deck, it dawned on me that this was the first time they had ever met. Kinda sad and surprising that it has taken this long.
Have fun,
Carl Forde
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Post #212,196
6/22/05 11:09:35 PM
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Were you married at the courthouse?
If you were, then they weren't present and didn't have the opportunity to meet back then.
If you had a formal religious ceremony and a reception afterward, wern't both of them present? If not, was there any particular reason?
lincoln
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Post #212,228
6/23/05 3:38:51 AM
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We eloped...
just like my grandparents on my father's side. Actually, the story is that I eloped, she got married: I didn't tell anyone on my side, she told her parents. Well, ok that's not quite true. I showed my mom the wedding rings, my new suit and told her that we were going away for 2 weeks. Amazingly, she didn't connect the dots.
To answer your question, we were married in the [link|http://community.webshots.com/photo/83620308/83620308IFZkHk|Cascade Garden] in Banff. (that's not my picture, but I think that is the exact spot. how 'bout that) by the Justice of the Peace who knew Sydney when she was a kid. Sydney was born in Banff. Our two witnesses where her Great Aunt Mary and Great Uncle Duncan (brother & sister). As it turns out, July 17th was his birthday.
We were heading to [link|http://maps.google.com/maps?q=swift+current,+saskatchewan&spn=0.110722,0.175438&t=k&hl=en|Swift Current] to visit my grandparents. When we returned to Chilliwack Sydney's parents hosted a reception for us in a park by the Vedder River. My mom and almost all of her 11 brothers and sisters attended, my dad did not. My mom and dad divorced about 9 years previously. There were a couple of reasons Sydney & I chose to elope. Dealing with the awkwardness of my parents was one of them. The other was dealing the controlling nature of her grandmother. If we had had a regular wedding, we felt that we wouldn't be able to have the wedding we wanted. So we took matters into our own hands as it were.
Sydney & I moved to Victoria. My dad was living in Vancouver, her parents and my mom lived in Chilliwack. For some reason it never occurred to us to get our familys together.
Have fun,
Carl Forde
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Post #212,755
6/27/05 5:55:53 PM
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ICLRPD (new thread)
Created as new thread #212754 titled [link|/forums/render/content/show?contentid=212754|ICLRPD]
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Post #212,240
6/23/05 8:26:19 AM
6/23/05 8:34:05 AM
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I, regretfully, got married at City Hall
I had just finished graduate school, was starting a new job in a week, -- decided it was most practical to go to City Hall to make things legal. At the time it seemed like the right thing to do. Now I regret not having the big church wedding and fairy tale dress. Ah well, live and learn I guess.
Edited by bionerd
June 23, 2005, 08:34:05 AM EDT
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Post #212,245
6/23/05 8:33:51 AM
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We got married in the Justice of the Peace's living room.
It was very nice. We were in some mildly fancy clothes, but otherwise it was very low key. Her parents, her sister and brother-in-law to be, and me. Though in principle it would have been nice to have some of my family there, it wasn't practical. I don't think I would have changed a thing.
Don't have regrets; there's always next time. :-)
Cheers,
Scott.
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Post #212,256
6/23/05 10:24:42 AM
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Perhaps next time ;0)
bcnu,
Mikem
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Post #212,264
6/23/05 11:45:53 AM
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Ah, yes, and you would have gotten a great photo album.
It's so satisfying to pull the pictures out one by one, cut off the groom and return the pictures to the album.
I spent a couple years running final inspection and shipping for an outfit that did wedding photography and also processed films and made prints for other wedding photographers. Biggest disaster was getting a couple of weddings mixed up. Everything is so standardized your only hope was to sort by the bridesmaid's dresses.
My all-time favorite was an ultra-lavish Jewish wedding in San Francisco. They had a full size circus tent for the reception and the guests numbered in the hundreds. Professional entertainers, gourmet caterers, absolutely the works. The cost must have been beyond mere accounting, they probably had to hire astronomers to handle numbers that big.
There were many albums to be made up, each with dozens of pictures and every picture a full color 8x10. The denizens of the darkrooms printed to roll paper for a week. Finally they were ready to run, so we shut down everything else and the processing machines ran roll after roll of paper for that wedding all day long.
By the end of the day we had multiple stacks of 8x10 prints over a yard high and were starting to package them for shipment to the photog. Then the photog called.
"Is there any chance of canceling that order?
"No, we just finished running it, but why?"
"They got an annulment."
Of course the bride's family is responsible for paying for the pictures no matter what, but when you're dealing with rich folks you'll have to sue for your money even if everything worked out.
I'm sure the photog, experienced with "society" people in San Francisco, figured on suing for his money in the first place. All our photogs who worked Beverly Hills added legal costs to every quote - it's the only way rich people pay.
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Post #212,337
6/23/05 7:25:44 PM
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QED on that.. but not Always -
In my audio consulting avocation days..
One of my clients owned an Insurance Co. 'here' and in Mexico..
Finally it came time to wire/install his Rock House at Huntington Lake (E of Fresno). 'Summer stone House' built for the eons + the snows.
Regaled, dined from kitchen featuring all the toys, incl. steam tables + most gorgeous tostadas the world has seen.
Hands me a then-$50Kish Purdy shotgun - more accurately; I snatched it from him as he was fumbling with DT-hands {He drank. They drank. I sipped.} as he was trying to fit the mondo-precision receiver to barrel! (I snatched, er muy delicado.)
Later on, I'd leave my Citro\ufffdn in their SF garage, take his Grand Marquis lead barge (equipped with Sheriff badge in corner of dash.. in case 'stopped') to hook-up the audio (pop-tunes, TJ-brass) at The Lake. This despite: my having installed a monstro-Cannon connector with all speakers routed == to match his home setup / move huge Sargent-Rayment tube amp twixt the Compounds.
He could never manage to plug/unplug; ackshully, I think he just enjoyed my snippy company; his kids were all $oriented, waiting for his liver to finish the seppuku, so they could SpendSSpendSpend.. and this was before the Ma(u)lling of Murica.
I'd ackshully listen to him. An OK sorta guy; shallow, as seems to go with perpetual pursuit of $$ .. but not a vicious bone anywhere. Endearing, such an exception! No?
The not-Always part:
Once I'd delivered some new toy, for which he paid out of his sock drawer the anticipated amount. When I got home I noticed the thin stack was $50 short.
Think. tact.
Ummm, might a bill have slipped out of that bunch? I seem to have $___ . . .
{Pause / goes back to drawer}
Dang! yer right... etc.
That and a few other episodes elsewhere, pretty much confirms your SueMe generalization re Rich VS those Orgs who deferentially cater to whimsical wants.. but if they Like You, sometimes the hard way is chosen - DoRightThing.
moi?
defending-the-Rich??
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Post #212,339
6/23/05 7:33:27 PM
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:-)
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Post #216,931
8/2/05 1:29:12 AM
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time...
It was a fortunate thing that our fathers were able to get together on Father's Day because on July 2nd, Don (Sydney's dad) died of an apparent heart attack. He was camping at [link|http://maps.google.com/maps?q=boston+bar,+bc&ll=50.000436,-121.742645&spn=0.034435,0.044928&t=k&hl=en|Nahatlatch] in his favourite campsite. The service was held at his campsite on July 23rd.
Don was a campground host for many years. Two of his friends wrote and read poems in his memory:
Host
The fire is lit and heat lifts
Lifts smoke, sparks and
The smell
The smell of burning birch
The smell of coffee afresh
The fire is lit the table is set
For the company
for the expected and for the unexpected
The silence of the still morning broken
Broken by the sound of a lone bird
The sound of the lone bird's shrill
Bounces
Bounces off the water and the hill
This lonely bird is seeking its place
May he fit into this heavenly space
For he is such a beautiful bird
As beautiful as sunrise or sunset
A bird as lonely as he is beautiful
So he speaks his lonely call
To you, to me, friends; welcome
Richard G. Campbell
July 22nd 2005
Don
The days of having coffee have come to an end
but not before you become a mentor and a special friend
all the laughs and conversations I remember well
all the good memories I won't dwell.
The way you laughed and smoked your cigarette
the Pilsner we drank I'll never forget.
I know you're in a special place hard it may seem
I'll see you again in a special dream
So Don don't worry, Squacum it's your place
man I can see the smile on your furry face.
You're happy now, you lived with grace.
Your friend and partner
George Campbell
Donald Alexander Watt
March 26th, 1938 - July 2nd 2005
Carl Forde
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Post #216,938
8/2/05 3:54:21 AM
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Condolences to you and Sydney
So sorry to hear of Don's passing, but I'm glad he was doing what he loved.
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Steve
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Post #217,367
8/4/05 1:24:15 AM
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that's how we feel about it
He was in his favourite place. He hadn't been feeling well for a while, yet he refused to see a doctor. But before he left on his last camping trip he seemed ok. Friday evening he said good night to his camp mates and he didn't wake up the next morning. We don't really know what he experienced that night. I chose to believe it was a peaceful exit. Maybe the coroner knows differently, I didn't ask him...
Sydney & I were visiting my dad at [link|http://maps.google.com/maps?q=barriere+,+bc&ll=51.066859,-119.793549&spn=0.135479,0.231571&t=k&hl=en|Agate Bay] that weekend. You know, it's never good news when it's after 10pm and a police officer is going door to door looking for you.
We're doing ok. Sydney is the executor for Don's estate. That has it's own set of headaches. Judy, Sydney's mom, is going to be ok. She's a little lost, but coping. It didn't help when Charlie, her dog, was killed by a car 2 weeks after Don's death.
It's strange the things you think about. Judy's been living in that house for 27 years. Christmas without Don is going to be,... well I don't know, but it won't be Christmas with Don.
Oh, and today would have been their 44th anniversary.
Have fun,
Carl Forde
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Post #217,406
8/4/05 8:24:18 AM
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:-( Remember the good times with them.
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Post #217,417
8/4/05 10:30:59 AM
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What Scott said.
My dad died right after thanksgiving (US) in 94, the following Christmas season was difficult at best. That's harsh on Judy with the dog dying, too. I hope that's it for the trauma for her and she can get on with getting on.
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Steve
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Post #216,941
8/2/05 4:30:29 AM
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Never is it a good time
for leaving the party -- but what a Brilliant choice of location.
(Personally I'd prefer sudden, but that is so hard on the survivors.)
Condolences - quite too young.
Ashton
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Post #216,943
8/2/05 7:54:25 AM
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Condolences to you and her. :-(
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Post #216,944
8/2/05 8:24:24 AM
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in my old browser, looked like a perfect place
long way to get near any concrete, condolences.
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Post #216,968
8/2/05 9:34:23 AM
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Condolences to the family, Carl.
But, what a way to go! Beats a slow painful slide into infanthood before the lights go out.
Alex
The trouble with the world is that the stupid are cocksure and the intelligent are full of doubt. -- Bertrand Russell
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Post #216,983
8/2/05 10:02:22 AM
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My condolences to your families :-(
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Post #216,986
8/2/05 10:07:06 AM
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....
I'm glad he was doing something he loved when he died. That sounds like a good way to go.
My condolences.
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Post #216,999
8/2/05 10:27:34 AM
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I agree
He left this world a happy man. Hope you are all doing ok.
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Post #216,991
8/2/05 10:12:05 AM
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Sorry to hear about that.
But as others have said, its nice that it happened while doing something he loved to do.
If you push something hard enough, it will fall over. Fudd's First Law of Opposition
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Post #217,027
8/2/05 11:57:20 AM
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You have my sympathies
It's never easy to lose someone you love. I hope that you can provide one another the comfort and support you both need, and remember that we're all here for you as well.
Brenda
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Post #217,030
8/2/05 12:02:35 PM
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My condolences to you and yours
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Post #217,213
8/3/05 11:31:26 AM
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No words will work from me now...
...too many people here at IWETHEY have lost loved ones over the past few days. I'm left kind of speechless.
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Post #216,978
8/2/05 9:57:52 AM
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Sorry to hear it, Carl.
But it sounds like he went out the way he would have liked to. Condolences.
Regards,
-scott anderson
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