Fifteen years ago today, on a very frigid and windy Chicago day, my wife and I were married downtown. An intimate chapel in a larger, very beautiful church. Wearing my grandfather’s tuxedo from the 1920s. A wonderful ceremony that I can’t remember anything of. A rollicking reception at a restaurant around the corner. Dancing till all hours to the jump jazz of Dominic Bucci and the International Fingers. Tributes from performer friends during the band’s intermission. Never had a bite of food. Overserving the band quite a bit. Dancing the Batusi. Friends, family, and the official start of a beautiful life together. My brother said it was the best blues wedding he’d ever been to.
So we’re leaving the kids with my in-laws and taking a long weekend in San Francisco together.
It is indeed a wonderful life.
I have great memories of that night as well!
Arriving with 5 people and 3 instruments (cello included) crammed into a sports car for example… thanks for including us that night and all along these 15 years!
steve