Whenever i think of my wedding, i think of my wedding planner. Alice was a sweet women but we 
didnt get the wedding we wanted.  We had great ideas that she shot down.  It was 1976 after all.  Who ever heard of black Roses and girls carrying the rings? Twenty years later the planners are jumping 
thru hoops of fire. It's their wedding... the motto would be.  Not in 1976, not Alice, not for us! xx
 
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