Mac and I have been married 3 times, to each other I should say. Our legal marriage date is August 27, but we celebrate the 10th of September and we were married again in December, but neither of us can remember the date. It all has to do with the Vietnam War. We were engaged in the summer of 1965 and our wedding was scheduled for the 10th of September. At that time married men were excused from the draft. Mac received his draft notice and the draft board then exempted him because he was getting married. Then towards the end of August the rules were changed and it was decided that anyone married after midnight of August 26 would no longer be exempt. Mac came home from work, grabbed his Mother (he was too young to get married without parental permission), picked me up at my parent's house and we drove to Nevada for a quick marriage. We didn't get it done by midnight though. Returning home I went back to my parent's house and he went home to his. It was only after our September 10 marriage that we began our life together.
Then in December, because our church wedding had been in a Baptist church, we married again in the Catholic Church. So 3 anniversaries.
We didn't have a honeymoon because he had to report in for his draft physical 3 days after we married. So since then we've tried to go somewhere in August or September to have a yearly honeymoon. This year we spent August 27th in London.
Yesterday we went to the Cotton Exchange Tavern for an anniversary lunch. A former cotton warehouse and offices for the selling of cotton it was built in the 1880's. We ordered calamari as an appetizer, Mac had a Low Country Boil (he said it was the best one he'd ever had) and I had a Shrimp Salad. Our meal, with tip (we were very generous because our waitress was great) cost $80. After Mac was drafted and we were living in Georgia I spent about $28.00 a month on groceries, my how times have changed.
|Backside of the Cotton Exchange, it's on the side known as Factor's Walk|
|The front side|
|The happy couple|
|Two cold ones because it was hot and humid|
|Our Calamari Appetizer|
|Low Country Boil|
Mac's 2nd cousin Isabel caught my bouquet at our wedding, she's 83 now, unmarried, still beautiful and flying to London to board a ship to sail to New York. She's amazing. I hope I have her energy at that age.
I was 16 when I first saw Mac and knew, absolutely knew, he was the one. He was standing on the patio at our high school with one foot up on a planter. I can close my eyes now and picture him there still. I can tell you exactly what he was wearing. Such a pretty boy.