In the two years we had known each other I had left a job and returned to it a year later; he had been laid off due to the oil bust in Oklahoma but was now working again full time at CMI. Our kids were nearly the same age, pre-teens; my daughter and his two sons got along when we spent Saturday afternoons at the Duck Pond running, staying fit, and eating greasy hamburgers at O'Connell's Irish Pub on campus. He already owned a suit and tie and I just needed a new dress that could be worn for a variety of occasions. Simple.
Over the next two weeks we planned a three day weekend to the Flamingo Hotel; my friends from Jefferson elementary quickly threw a surprise wedding shower (oh, the sexy negligees caused giggles and red faces.) The yellow pages showed that the church in which my parents were married on May 25, 1946 still existed, but was now located out on the strip, near The Hacienda. Simple.
|Wedding announcement mailed at 4:00 July 30, 1983. Commitment|
The chapel explained that they had a big wedding at 6:00 and another one at 6:30 but if it was just the two of
|Little Chapel of the West|
Of course, we had no rings, but Jack didn't think that would be a problem in Vegas, I did. When the quarter machine with the rotating handle that scraped and pulled at rings and coins in the giant case didn't produce a wedding band, we opted for a jewelry store and bought a gold band for me. The last step took us to The Little Chapel of the West, but we were early. So we entered the Hacienda casino to pass some time. I played nickel slots while Jack played dollar slots, now that was scary to me, but the machine seemed to like him and repay him periodically. The nickel machine simply dirtied my fingers and kept my money. At 6:15 Jack suggested we clean up and walk across the parking lot to the chapel.
With cold sticky hands we held on to each other tightly and pushed ourselves onto the green lawn and under the eaves of the little brown church. Much to our amazement the doors opened and a dark headed handsome man stepped out with his beaming young bride dressed in a long white gown. As the wedding departed we watched another one form near the curb. Just then a man stepped over and asked if we were the Watt couple. Like clock work, we stepped inside, walked down the aisle and stood before the preacher. Our vows sounded reasonable. We didn't promise to obey, but to love. With two simple but sincere "I do's" we were pronounced, to no one but the photographer and the clerk, husband and wife. The picture was taken as proof of that moment, we signed on the license, shook hands with the preacher and walked out with a small bottle of champagne, a gift from the chapel. As we stepped off the entrance and onto the green grass the 6:30 wedding party rushed inside the church. Simple.
On July 30, 2013 we celebrated a lovely life together, simply, by grilling chicken outside on a cool July evening and toasting a glass of champagne. To Love.....
|Proof...the Watt couple, Jack and Letty|