A very timely prompt this week as Scott and I just recently observed our 35th wedding anniversary!
After nine years or so of courtship and two previous engagements, the ring was permanent installed on my finger on May 28, 1983.
It literally was “Going to the chapel, and we’re going to get married…” for us – the ceremony was held at the Yale Divinity School Chapel. Scott’s father, the Reverend William Holman taught at the Divinity School, so the location choice was obvious. As was the choice of officiant. Not religious folk, Scott and I were thrilled to be married by his father, a Methodist minister. It was a fairly traditional ceremony that we orchestrated ourselves. We included the usual vows.That saying from 1st Corinthians, “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.” might have been the only quote from the Bible. It was the perfect ceremony for a non-observant Jew and a rebellious, never really religious son of a minister. A few months later, I realized we left out the vow of being loyal “till death do us part.” Hmmmm…. But we definitely included “in sickness and in health.” I consider that more important, actually!