Friday: The Wedding
It took place in a little Pentecostal church in Pana. It was lovely, although I was about ready to duct tape the mouths of all the little children. The pastor is a man by the name of Samuel Hester; he talked about the husband/wife relationship and how it should reflect the Christ/church relationship. He also talked about the rings' being gold, how gold never rusts, tarnishes, or changes while other metals may crumble over time and that it represents their love and the marriage relationship. I just really liked what he had to say.


The reception took place at Steve and Linda's, in their barn, which had been decorated Thursday, primarily by my brother (interestingly enough). Mike acted as DJ, playing a bunch of different music to try to get people to dance. Basically no one did, but it wasn't for lack of effort on my brother's part! He played The War of 1812 by Three Dead Trolls in a Baggie as a joke... hardly anyone laughed. Some people looked shocked or disgusted; I got a kick out of it, anyway. Then he played The Battle of New Orleans to make it up to them. I counted about 130 people in attendance, including children. Wow, people down here have a lot of children! Guess there's nothing better to do.