It occurs to me that my wedding was, unconventional.
The most appropriate friend to be the "best man" was, in fact a female.
Aunt The Bat was that woman.
Harvey, likewise, didn't have any girls she knew well enough to do the maid of honor job, so it fell to a mutal, male, friend to be the "man of honor".
It might be odd, but it worked and we're celebrating 25 years this summer!
I remember that. It doesn't seem like that long, does it?
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