Fifty eight years ago today Martin and I did a thing. We met up at 3:00 pm, with friends and family, and got married in Christ Church, Dartmouth, Nova Scotia. Right where we had our first date 64 years ago in February, 1961.
We all went to Oakwood House and had a party at the same place we had our high school graduation party.
After that we drove off in Martin’s 1960 Austin Healy 3000 to our honeymoon of one week’s duration.
We headed down the Eastern Shore to Liscomb Lodge, where we stayed for a few days.
Martin worked in the close by Sherbrooke Village, during the summer of 1965 and 1966, while he was a student. He stayed at the lovely St. Mary’s Lodge, run by Mrs Estelle Cumminger during those summers. She kindly made us a wonderful breakfast. She died in 1981, but the lodge she ran for years continues to flourish. So does Liscomb Lodge. We camped in Cape Breton and Prince Edward Island for the rest of the time. It was often cold and wet.
Our marriage survived only 17 years. But it wasn’t as if we didn’t try.
The only photo I have from our wedding is this one of my late sister and her boyfriend. I had a lovely long chat with him last week.
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