I wasn’t blogging when Quinn married Dusty on a sizzling hot August morning nine years ago today. So I thought I’d revisit my 2002 photo folder and choose a few from that memorable event to share — just because I can!
Mauri and I camped our way to Denver. Hey, that van still takes Mauri places.
A tandem canyon ride
Pre-wedding events. A day later they would all be Andersons.
I look pretty happy (and young and thin).
Quinn’s dear friends traveled far — Trace, Jamie, Tina.
Mauri and I sang, and I can’t for the life of me remember what song.
Quinn sang, and I can’t for the life of me remember what song.
Taylor sang, and I couldn’t for the life of me remember what song, so I e-mailed him today: a Frank Sinatra rendition of “The Best Is Yet to Come.”
The family recited a passage from Lamentations.
Mauri tied the knot.
One happy family!
Oh, and then Ben and I surprised Quinn with a song at the reception, and I can’t for the life of me remember what song.
All this singing! You’d think we like music.
This is my favorite of all the wedding pictures. It captures their expressions as every guest pulled out a white hanky to bid them farewell.
More singing and fun for us as we looked after the kids while D&Q took a short honeymoon. Their longer honeymoon included two darling little Andersons, the older of whom just started high school! Time flies, as you know.
Happy anniversary, Quinn and Dusty. Here’s to many more.
OK, I’m happy now. But I’d be even happier if I could think of those songs.
Quinn remembered, of course. So we won’t forget again, I add the songs here for future remembering.
Mauri and I sang Twila Paris’s “Faithful Friend”; Quinn sang “My Tribute”; Taylor sang “The Best Is Yet to Come”; Ben and I sang Moulin Rouge “Come What May”; and Mauri and I sang to the kids our Wee Sing project “Jonah.” There.