Pyat's Sister is Getting Married
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pyatYes, my big sister Krista is getting married today, and I'm the M.C. My little sister and brother-in-law (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
summerfields) have flown in from Hawaii for the event. Little sister is the maid of honour, and brother-in-law is doing (most of) the ceremony. My father will actually be doing the final part of the service and so on.
They're getting married in the big ol' Presbyterian church downtown, a place I'd never really paid much attention to. It's big and beautiful. Built in 1906, and absolutely exuding Edwardian principles. Last night was the rehearsal - I loved it. The church, that is.
The interior of the church, with the wedding party flitting about in a rather ghostly way.
I believe this window is a representation of Jacob's vision of heaven, from which we derive the term "Jacob's Ladder."
More interior. Note the regimental ensigns up on the wall.
What struck me most about this plate (there were several) is that the quotation is from Macabees. That's sort of unusual for a Prebyterian church, isn't it? Googling the fellow in question, I find the Royal Hamilton Light Infantry keep a silver bugle in his memory. He was killed in combat, making me wonder if the membership in the Distinguished Service Order was posthumous.
He also played cricket for Upper Canada College from 1887 to 1888.
And, this one time? A guy punched him in the nose, and he bled Maple Syrup and Earl Grey Tea. I mean... wow. Cricket, UCC, killed at Ypres. He makes Robertson Davies look like an Australian.
Part of the wedding party.summerfields are (collectively) the woman in the purple shirt and the bearded fellow with the folder.
My mom! Hi, ma!
velvetpage, at right, watches Claire and Elizabeth (flower girls) march down the aisle with a great deal of dignity.
My dad and older sister. My dad sorta looks like either God, Santa Claus, or a Q-tip. ;)
The ceiling!
Elizabeth is excited!
Afterward, at the rehearsal dinner. My dad, and the groom's dad. The groom's father is a chiropractor - I used to live above his office, 11 years ago. He's a very tall fellow, but (ironically?) developed spinal problems about the time I was renting from him, and is now in a wheel chair.
My little sister, visiting from Hawaii.
My big sister, and her husband to be.
summerfields) have flown in from Hawaii for the event. Little sister is the maid of honour, and brother-in-law is doing (most of) the ceremony. My father will actually be doing the final part of the service and so on.They're getting married in the big ol' Presbyterian church downtown, a place I'd never really paid much attention to. It's big and beautiful. Built in 1906, and absolutely exuding Edwardian principles. Last night was the rehearsal - I loved it. The church, that is.
The interior of the church, with the wedding party flitting about in a rather ghostly way.
I believe this window is a representation of Jacob's vision of heaven, from which we derive the term "Jacob's Ladder."
More interior. Note the regimental ensigns up on the wall.
What struck me most about this plate (there were several) is that the quotation is from Macabees. That's sort of unusual for a Prebyterian church, isn't it? Googling the fellow in question, I find the Royal Hamilton Light Infantry keep a silver bugle in his memory. He was killed in combat, making me wonder if the membership in the Distinguished Service Order was posthumous.
He also played cricket for Upper Canada College from 1887 to 1888.
And, this one time? A guy punched him in the nose, and he bled Maple Syrup and Earl Grey Tea. I mean... wow. Cricket, UCC, killed at Ypres. He makes Robertson Davies look like an Australian.
Part of the wedding party.
summerfields are (collectively) the woman in the purple shirt and the bearded fellow with the folder.My mom! Hi, ma!
velvetpage, at right, watches Claire and Elizabeth (flower girls) march down the aisle with a great deal of dignity.My dad and older sister. My dad sorta looks like either God, Santa Claus, or a Q-tip. ;)
The ceiling!
Elizabeth is excited!
Afterward, at the rehearsal dinner. My dad, and the groom's dad. The groom's father is a chiropractor - I used to live above his office, 11 years ago. He's a very tall fellow, but (ironically?) developed spinal problems about the time I was renting from him, and is now in a wheel chair.
My little sister, visiting from Hawaii.
My big sister, and her husband to be.
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Date: 2008-11-08 04:15 pm (UTC)And your dad DOES look like a Qtip!
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Date: 2008-11-08 05:07 pm (UTC)But not that I said it first. ;)
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Date: 2008-11-08 06:44 pm (UTC)