We Finally made it to the Alter or Larry and I part 3 Revised and Photos added

I thought I would start the third installment of Larry and my story by introducing you to some of the other people in our lives at that time.  Larry is the eldest child of Doran Dale and Lorene Milius of Fairbury, NE.  When we met and for years afterward Larry was lucky enough to have both full sets of Grandparents living.  Larry's dad was an only child.  His mom was one of seven children.  He had a sister my age and one born in the upside-down year 1961.  By the way, Larry's dad went to KS to get his wife just like Larry did.

I am the eldest child of Paul and Agnes Green.  Mom was one of thirteen children.  My dad was one of seven boys.  I had both Grandmothers still alive but no Grandfathers. I have one brother that is eight years younger and a half-sister that was born in1984.

Larry's parents were married for 47 years when his mother passed away.  My mom and dad got a divorce when I was nine.  My mother remarried to the stepfather I have written about earlier.

While Larry and I were dating his middle sister and I would pretend to be planning our weddings.  I picked mint green and yellow for my colors.  She yucked my wow but I didn't care. Later that year Larry and I spied her and her boyfriend in the jewelry store picking out rings.  Not to be out done, We were there the next week.  I don't know if any of you remember Green Stamps.  We got Green Stamps from the jeweler for buying our rings. It took a long time to lick and paste those darn stamps. Little did we know that just a short time later I would be in charge of planning her wedding.   There was a slight problem, I was in the wedding and didn't know it.  Her Grandmother was making our dresses.  I was late for a fitting that I knew nothing about.  Larry's sister had a terrible case of the middle child syndrome.  Larry actually got kicked out of his own home because of something I said.  His sister asked if I liked bridal satin and I said I loved it but my mom had droned into my head not to wear shinny fabrics.  I had always been heavy as a kid.  His sister told his mom I hated her fabric and they tossed Larry out on his butt.  We got that all settled only to have things blow up again because Larry wanted his friend to be his best man.  They wanted his sister's new husband who we had only met three times. They were married in May and we were slated for Nov, 22,1969.

Larry's sister's wedding went off without a hitch.  Well there was the small fact that Larry had passed out almost completely before we all walked back down the aisle.  I had no clue what was going on.  His sister's side of the church all stood up and started to head for us.  I thought they were afraid I would fall going down the steps.  His sister fell going up.  Little did I know Larry was leaning on me to stay upright.  We got to the back of the church and he collapsed in a heap.  He was ok but he just couldn't stand in one position for any length of time.  He now knows what it feels like when it is starting.  He sits down when that happens.

Funny side note we were in his youngest sister's wedding.  Same church, years later.  They were so prepared for him it wasn't funny.  There was a fan blowing on him, a chair off to the side just in case, and it was the groomsman behind him's job to catch him if he looked like he was going down.  There was no repeat performance.

My 18^th birthday had not happened when we went for our marriage license.   I had to bring my mom with me for permission.  We planned our wedding for the 22 as it was my birthday.  Larry figured he couldn't forget if they were on the same day.  We changed it to the 29^th because it was the weekend after Thanksgiving. 

 We filled that little church to the brim.  In fact the reception was in the basement of the church and it was so full we almost couldn't get to our own reception.  Our pastor knew about the fainting spell so our service was said at warp speed.  I was walked down the aisle by my stepfather who just wanted me out of the house.  Gives a whole new slant on who gives the bride away.  My real dad was not allowed to come.  If he came my stepfather wouldn't allow mom to go.  My dad paid for the wedding, and wasn't allowed to come.  We did order a second copy of our wedding album for him.  My stepfather gave my mom $100.00 and said use this to pay for the wedding and get a gift too.

My cousin and I designed my wedding dress out of bridle weight crepe (not satin).  My cousin made the dress.  It was an empire style with lace and pearl accents.  My aunt and uncle printed our invitations, programs, and napkins.  Another aunt made our wedding cake.

Between the time we got engaged and our wedding Larry's mom use to love to make comments like, it's too bad you can't do this or that one handed.  I owe that woman a debt of gratitude for pushing me to try new things.  Every time she came up with a too bad you can't the next week I had figured out how I could.  She never did like me even after 20 years.  She has been gone since 1992.  I'm still thought of as a spoiled brat.

Larry's sisters and I were almost late for the wedding.  The hairdresser tried to do all of us at the same time with no help.  I had to take the GTO just to get to the wedding.  Larry had to hitch a ride with the best man.

I have to tell you about the first time I met Larry's grandmother; It was explained to me we could not hold hands while we were there.  That would be to forward of us.  She was the dearest little lady I've ever met.  She helped make over 1,000 quilts at church and home.  We have several.  Years later we would marry off his little sister one weekend and bury his grandfather the next.  I went out and sat with Grandpa the night he passed away.  She never forgot that.

Please enjoy the photos I have included.

 Daddy paid for our honeymoon too.  He was the best.  He was going to walk me down the asile on our 20th anniversary but he passed away before he could.

I will be posting about our honeymoon next time.