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A Willow On The Verge Of Winter....October 1, 1999
Tequila....October 2, 1999
The Motivation Behind Mothers-in-Law....October 3, 1999
Trials....October 4, 1999
More Musing....October 5, 1999
The Big Day....October 6, 1999
The Big Day, Part II....October 7, 1999
For The Rest Of The Days....October 8, 1999
The Big Day, Conclusion....October 9, 1999
The Morning After....October 10, 1999
Gotta Catch 'Em All....October 11, 1999
Too Bad If You Are Hungry, Someone Needs His $20 Mil....October 18, 1999
The Privilage of Heat....October 19, 1999
Mornings Be Damned....October 20, 1999
Change of Season....October 21, 1999
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Without reservation, October is my most revered time of year. The days, cool and breezy, are a refreshing change from the bake of summer sun. The foliage is a multitude of hues paying hommage to the final breaths of seasonal life on the cusp of winter coma. It just does not get any better. As I could not possibly adequately relate the events on the day of and about the wedding in just one peice, many of these entries are a recount in detail. Some are poignant, some hilarious, all are meaningful to me. The journal account of these days was my wedding gift to myself. Subscribe:
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