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Re: Wedding over. Reception over. And I'm all in.

unipride — Tue, 10 Jun 2008 16:43:06 -0400

"* I got the willies walking down the aisle with Hilary. But I delivered my one line "Her mother and I" and got seated without incident."

This is harder than one might think! My dad got tangled up in my veil at my wedding and nearly ripped my head off.

congratulations to all!

Re: Wedding over. Reception over. And I'm all in.

VCShortley — Mon, 09 Jun 2008 16:09:29 -0400

Congrats! I hope my wedding (and my father!) goes as well.

Re: Wedding over. Reception over. And I'm all in.

rrgreennc — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 21:49:11 -0400

Congratulations to the newlyweds and the parents! And thanks for documenting the journey in your unique way. It has been a pleasure to read.

Re: Wedding over. Reception over. And I'm all in.

ivanh — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 10:38:36 -0400

Done? You must mean for the night...Blogs, and fatherhood, don't stop they take on a life of their own.

There's a bit of uncle Richard's "go south for college" in your words here. (Uncle Richard suggested that Dan go south for college which led to Katherine and Hilary and George). Your gift to capture the stuff of everyday life, the machinery of our destinies, is remarkable. I have enjoyed the stories, like you and George going to get tuxes with absolutely no idea where you were actually going, and they all came into context with uncle Richard and your recognition that this story is not yours at all.

Your wonderful sister, the one who paved the way for you to be...well, wayward as a teenager, suggested "Father of the Son-in-Law" as the logical extension to Father of the Bride. I liked it immediately.

One last thing. The party was not good, it was great. A fantastic finale and beginning.

Looking forward to reading the next chapter whatever you call it!
-ivanh

Wedding over. Reception over. And I'm all in.

danbarkin — Sat, 07 Jun 2008 23:13:33 -0400

I walked my daughter down the aisle several hours ago and boy those rental shoes are hurting my feet.

That's the line I said I'd write when I wrote my column for the paper a couple of weeks ago.

And it fits. Although I am now sitting at my kitchen table in bare feet. But they do hurt.

It is a few minutes past 11 p.m. on Saturday night. My daughter started the day Hilary Barkin and ends it Hilary Holtzhauser.

Here are some highlights:

* I got the willies walking down the aisle with Hilary. But I delivered my one line "Her mother and I" and got seated without incident.

* Reception was, by consensus, a good party. Everyone seemed to have a blast.

* I caught the bouquet the first time Hilary threw it. Sailed right over the bridesmaids. The second time she abandoned the heater and threw the slow overhand curve with better results.

* Our bridal party swing dance routine went off well. My fears were unfounded.

* Hilary and I danced to "My Girl."

We have a brunch for family tomorrow at our house. Sunday afternoon, the tux has to be back at Crabtree. Our kitchen is filled with flowers.

That is all I can muster right now. I am tired. I am older. I am done.