Thanks to Facebook I got to see a picture of a couple I knew long, long ago who today celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. Ruth posted it:
Of course I studied it with special interest because that was the era I knew them. But also because I remember asking her if I might borrow her pillbox hat and veil for my wedding.
I also borrowed quite a bit of her wedding ceremony too. I was still a child, not yet old enough to drink (thankfully I’m still not old enough to drink) and hadn’t developed any individuality or creativity. But at least I knew how to sew my own wedding dress. Some day I hope to figure out what possessed me to wear those fingerless gloves.