Weddings come in all shapes and sizes, if they happen at all during a pandemic.
Personally, Iâm a wedding minimalist. My first time around, I got married on short notice during the Vietnam war. Vows were exchanged at Travis Air Force Base, then the Army shipped me off.
Not to Vietnam, but to Athens, Greece, but still, it was a rushed affair with no relatives of mine from the East Coast present.
The second time, 18 years ago, was also bare-bones and came on quickly. Cheryl agreed to marry me after three years of dating when I said it was either nuptials or Iâd have to buy myself a home. I didnât want to rent forever.