When I phoned from somewhar in Arizony tuh see if she'd do it, she flat-out declined; I had to argue my case. Knowing (don't ask me how) I was gonna have a heart-attack (and die), she saw the rationale and tonight, Dan & Dave, our neighbors, came over to officiate and witness. Dave, on my right, is an ordained Catholic priest and Dan, in red sweater, his husband of 25 years, came as a witness. Margie, a friend of ours, agreed to be the other witness.
Michelle painted the tie in 1997 for a Valentine show at the gallery.
As part of the rite, we each had a doughnut.
