Thursday, December 10, 2015

Janet & Linda's Wedding





When a couple have been together for 32 years and they finally have the opportunity to publicly celebrate their love for each other, invitations will be accepted.  We were honored to be included as witnesses to this wonderful occasion.

Over 50 years ago (2016 will mark our 50th anniversary since we graduated from North Texas State University) a friendship bond was made that has never broken between 4 women who met in McConnell Dorm (if my memory serves me), became suite mates, and, most importantly, have shared decades of joy and travails, knowing we would always be there to support each other.  As an only child, having girl friends has always been my substitute for having sisters.  These three are definitely an important and treasured part of my life.  I can also say the same about some of my chums from high school and some I have met since moving to the DC area.  

I regret that I did not take any camera but my phone, so the following pictures aren't great (most of the time the lighting was terrible and I didn't want to bother others by using my flash), but they do capture some highlights of the wedding.

THE CEREMONY




On the left is the Rev. Folkerth who led the service.  On the right is the Republican Judge Deborah Hankinson who officiated the exchanging of vows.  She served on the The Fifth District Court of Appeals at Dallas with Linda and she is also a former member of the Texas Supreme Court.

Linda on the left, Janet on the right being escorted down the aisle by Jane Wetzel, a dear friend and former colleague of Janet's.

This walk down the aisle experienced a slight delay after all in the wedding party had completed the walk and we were eagerly awaiting the arrival of the principles.  Janet appeared alone and announced she couldn't find her bouquet.  Her brother-in-law was identified as the person last known to have it.  A scramble occurred and the missing flowers were found.  In the photo you can see Janet being handed her bouquet.  Everyone had a good laugh.

During their 32 years together, the couple had to live very private lives with separate mailing addresses because Janet had a very high profile administrative position in the Dallas public school system (was even interviewed on "60 Minutes" for something-or-other related to her job) and was on the faculty at SMU and Linda was an elected judge (all judges are elected in Texas).  They did not "come out" until they retired.

Before the exchanging of vows the couple gave personal comments to each other.  Janet gave a lovely and poetic statement; Linda looked over her shoulder at all of us with a "you've got to be kidding me" look on her face and said "Ditto" which got a big laugh.  She did go on to say a few  lovely and touching things but acknowledged that Janet was the poet of the two.



When Judge Hankinson pronounced them a married couple because of the power vested by the State of Texas and the US Supreme Court a HUGE cheer started.  It was great to see and hear all of these Texans, many of them Republicans, celebrating this happy moment.  Many of us were also shedding tears of joy.





Not everyone seemed joyful.  Linda's grandnephew, Cade, was just baffled but definitely the cutest guy there in a tux.

After exchanging vows, everyone was invited to participate in communion, Methodist style.  The minister served the couple.  They in turn, with the help of some friends, served all those wishing to participate.




Janet serving communion to Norman.

After the ceremony The Group posed for a photo.
Me, Janet, Linda, and Joan

I have always said that a book and/or movie about our lives would be a lot more interesting that Mary McCarthy's The Group.  Remember the movie with Candice Bergen making her film debut?
We just need someone to take up the challenge and write the book.  The main characters would include:

*     Joan - a young woman from Marshall, TX.  Might as well say Mississippi. For proof see Denzel Washington's movie The Great Debaters about the black debate team from a school in Marshall that won the national competition against Harvard when schools were still segregated.  She married a really terrific guy who happened to be black.  See the photo above of her husband, Norman.  He was for many years the only Republican in our group in which someone always ended our political debates by saying "what's wrong with this picture".  They met when Joan took a photography class that he was teaching.  She had a long and distinguished career at the Library of Congress;

*     Linda, a quiet sociology major who became one of the nation's first PhD's in art therapy.  While working at Prince George's Community Hospital she met a psychiatrist, Lou Tinnin.  They married and were together over 40 years until his death last year.  They became internationally acknowledged experts for the treatment protocol they developed for Post Traumatic Stress.   They traveled extensively, conducting training workshops in the US, Europe and Australia.  All of us missed his presence during this event.  He would have loved it.  He would have been one of the first on the dance floor, dipping Linda all over the place.  If you have been to my home, you have seen a large poster-size photo of Lou that I took.  He is wearing a tux while on a wind surfboard, coming across the lake where he and Linda lived, with a glass of wine in 1 hand and smoking a cigar.  A true class act.

*     Janet, a survivor of an abusive husband, who lived in hiding for several years.   Only a few knew the name she was using and her address.  Then she emerged only to go into the closet.  She earned her PhD in political science from North TX.  We all agree that we were fortunate to have received excellent educations from that institution.  It may have been easy to get in but it was hard to successfully get out. 

THE RECEPTION

Following the ceremony, we left the lovely party room of The Claridge condominium on Turtle Creek and moseyed over to an amazing private home in Highland Park where hundreds of the couple's friends and family gathered to celebrate the nuptials.



What a cake!

It tasted really good too!

To no one's surprise, everything was lovely and a reflection of the detailed and thoughtful planning that went into the creation of this long overdue event.  It was a wonderful wedding, never to be forgotten.

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Little Bouncing Girls with Lots of Bouncing Curls (and Some Boys)

Over the weekend of December 5 and 6 we were in Dallas for a very special event (to be described in a separate posting).  We ventured into the Dallas Hilton Anatole Hotel and Convention Center looking for a place to eat and found ourselves in a strange new world.  We were surrounded  by HUNDREDS, if not thousands, of contestants in the Regional Irish Dancing Competition.  The region runs from Mexico, up through Texas, then along the Gulf Coast and Atlantic seaboard all the way to Maryland.  Winners, by age group, will compete next at the national level and those winners will go to the world championship.  There is a lot of money going into this endeavor.

Not sure why, but curly wigs were all the thing.  Someone's ad campaign had definitely paid off. 


 The only way to avoid a blurry photo was to find a group sitting down.  If standing, they were bouncing.

Not all of the wigs bounced.

The atrium outside the ballrooms was packed with nervous dancers waiting for their turn to compete.

This was a competition between two high school-aged teams having to do the compulsories, meaning each team was having to do the same dance.

I shot some videos of these competitions but have failed at successfully downloading them.  If anyone can give me some instructions, I would greatly appreciate it.

Sunday morning we had breakfast with Linda Gantt before her flight back to Pittsburgh and a two hour drive to her lakeside home in the hills of West Virginia.



Next we were fortunate to have lunch with the Dunn's and their two adorable grandchildren.  We appreciated their willingness to drive into Dallas from their home in the burbs.

Lucille holding Colin with big sister, Sophie, standing by.

I think Sophie would be the perfect Irish dancer - she's Irish and wouldn't have to wear a wig.  She's definitely got the bouncing curls.  I regret that she informed in no uncertain terms that she couldn't possibly take on another after-school activity.  She's already studying ballet and must practice all the time.


Proud granddad Bill

It was wonderful to get to visit with them, even if briefly, and to see both of them so happy in their retirement.

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Staunton 11/28-29/15 Thanksgiving Weekend #LOVEstaunton

We wanted to see all of the productions in the Summer-Fall Season playing at the American Shakespeare Center, so off we went to Staunton for another fun weekend.

Thanksgiving we had a delightful pot-luck dinner at Renee's.  On Friday hubby and I saw Trumbo which made today's "silly" politics not as scary as the McCarthy era.

Saturday morning we drove to Staunton in record time only because I am a Texan and I still consider posted speed signs as the minimum suggested.  Our first stop was to do some shopping for Renee and do a little wine tasting.





We enjoyed Ox Eye's tasting downstairs and discovered that they had loaned out the upstairs to Jump Mountain Winery, so we did two tastings.  Both were good and Renee wasn't the only one getting some wine.

There are just some traditions that must not be missed, so lunch was at the Bistro for my usual - the most awesome fried green tomato sandwich I have ever had.

After lunch it was time to check into the Jackson Hotel that was all decked out for the holidays.



The hotel is also a great supporter of the American Shakespeare Center.
This was the display in the hotel lobby.

We had tickets for the matinee at the theater.  We had already seen 3 of the productions, so it was time to see Joan of Arc (Henry VI, Pt.1).


I'm always impressed with the actors and what they bring to each performance.  As usual, the actors did the most with what they had to work with but, sorry, this was not my favorite play.  

When it finally ended I was ready to hit Beverly Street and take advantage of "Shop Small Saturday".  Normally I would be supporting our small shops in Old Town Alexandria, but there are many wonderful shopping options in Staunton.


Our first stop was Botanica because the Santa display caught my eye.






Definitely reflects my thoughts.  Just ask the Mild Bunch (my 4 cats).


Next we passed my new favorite yarn shop.



I loved this gray yarn and I'm well along on this cowl project.

Last trip to Staunton I had really wanted to visit the new Olive Oil Company shop but we ran out of time.  I was determined not to let that happen this trip and I'm so glad my determination paid off.







When you walk in you are overwhelmed with all of the options of olive oils and vinegars.  It could easily take a couple of hours to try everything.  I selected those I thought sounded like something I would like.  I purchased two vinegars and have already cooked with both.  


I used this on a shrimp-pasta dish last night and it was great.



Oh my!  I made the best chicken mole with this I have ever made.

Hubby took a different approach to "Shop Small" - he dropped of two large boxes of books at the used book store.  I know how hard it is for him to part with any of his beloved books, but this is part of our ongoing downsizing project and I'm very proud of him.  This is a huge deal for him.




Dinner was at our favorite pizza joint.



I was thrilled to find Cocoa Mill open.  Usually we get there too late.  It's the perfect dessert.







Because I really didn't enjoy Joan of Arc, I was able to redirect hubby into the ASC theater to see A Winter's Tale for a second time (give him enough wine with his pizza and he'll follow me anywhere).  Seeing Sarah Fallon in the 2nd act again was still amazing.  I know it's trite to say it but she is a force of nature.  Just makes me want to break out in a chorus of "I am Woman, Hear me Roar."  Besides, where else will you see the cast break out into a song and dance number to "Thank God I'm a Country Boy"?  It did work in the context of the play and it was delightful.

Well, thus endith another season at ASC.  I'm looking forward to what 2016 will bring.