Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Never forget your wedding date
The codger held forth at an event for a worthy cause last weekend.
The subject of course was camera trapping, with some illustrated biographical recollections of how zoological obsession took hold of an otherwise normal yours truly.
The event took place at the very church where the redhead and the codger took the sacred vows of matrimony nearly 45 years ago.
I was actually preaching from the pulpit of the church when a slide popped up of the dazzling redhead and the boy-codger at the alter.
Since there was a chronological series of events I had posted the year of the wedding next to the blissful photo.
Now you won't believe it, -- well, if you know me, you will believe it . . . but I didn't get the year right, and the redhead piped up in the audience to set the record straight.
Everyone knew the redhead was right, so I played the fool, and the laugh was on me.
(PS--The redhead just read this, and informed me, "You didn't play the fool, you were the fool." I tell you, its tough being a camera trap codger.)