So, what you do New Year’s Eve?
It was held at D’Andrea’s on Route 14 in Crystal Lake at the intersection of Route 31.
The streets were slippery. Even getting into the parking lot was tough.
Judge Charles Weech married the couple. He had ample time to review what he planned to say, which were really excellent.
And Jim and Anthea Hanlin’s granddaughter Cheyenne walking down our row. Unfortunately, I cut off the top of her head, but with eyes like that I knew you’d want to see the picture.
We were among the first to take our seats, but I didn’t have enough foresight to sit where I could get good shots during most of the ceremony.
The exception was the lighting of the unity candle.
Sister of the bride Lindsay and Alfonso Herrera’s youngest, Liam, was sitting across the aisle from us, so I got a picture of the expectation in his face as Mom walked down the aisle. Alfonso had to retreat to the sidelines as Liam figured out Mom was not coming for him.
Mother of the Bride Colleen told me that it was intended to evoke a “Sleeping Beauty” feeling where the princess wakes up in an “Enchanted Forest.”
I didn’t get Mack’s grandmother Joan Terry until after dinner in a shot with Jane Rule and Mary Collins, South Shore Drive neighbors of parents Colleen and Marty Walter.
While they were taking the officials photographs, Marty and Colleen Walters had D’Andrea’s staff lavishing us with finger food and an open bar, which lasted all night.
About nine I figured out that I had to drive home in worse weather than when we arrived.
The bridal procession entered the lavishly decorated main banquet room. (You can click on any image to get a bigger picture.)
They walked past chairs covered with red, accented with lace.
We have two of the deep red roses in a small Kurt Strobach crystal vase on the windowsill above the sink. (Our wedding present came from Strobach’s Coventry showroom one street east of Canterbury Grade School. He’s in the phone book.)
After all the wedding party entered, there was the cutting of the cake next the dessert table, which our hungry ten-year old had already found to his mother’s dismay. That didn’t stop her from tasting the cannoli he didn’t finish.
He did devour the cookie that looked like a groom’s tux, while ignoring the one the one like a wedding dress.
And, in looking at the pictures I took, Mack’s hair was more lovely than I have seen on any Greek statue. (Come on. Click on the hair and look at its intricate design.)
There were toasts by the Best Man and the Maid of Honor. Hers had me laughing too loudly.
People would have to sing a song with the word “love” in it.
Our table, having been through this tradition at the Mary Pat Mercer-Bill Bear and my niece’s weddings were ready.
“I’m a Believer.”
Mateo sang a great rendition of
“Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer”
and Mila sang
“Jesus Loves Me.”
The food was good and too much.
I had no room for the beef after I finished the chicken.
Carlos and Mack.
Looking lovingly at each other.
I can’t get over Mack’s hair.
Then, it was time for Mack to dance with her father Marty.
Then, dancing by married couples.
The disc jockey had the newer married couples leave the floor until just the longest married were left dancing.
Colleen’s parents, Lowell and Joan Terry, didn’t participate or I’m confident they would have been the longest on the floor.
It was good, as were those dancing to it.
Mateo got to strut his cross steps in a fast dance with a girl a little older.
Girls dancing with girls.
Guys of all ages dancing with their girls.
With 12 PM almost there, the disk jockey called all the kids to the back of the room where they participated in the countdown to midnight.
Happy New Year!
You can see a bit of what happened after Midnight here.
A careful drive across town back to Lakewood.
We figure Marty and Colleen will certainly toss a first anniversary party for the kids new New Year’s Eve.
Don’t you think?
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