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A Night to Remember Salvador Torres Jr. ENG 121 Lindsay Harrel February 4, 2013
A Night to Remember A Night to Remember On Friday evening, December 16th, 2011, I entered a holy matrimony with my beautiful bride Rosaura. Having taken place in the Midwest the weather was very frigid but there was not
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a snow flake in sight. The usual blizzards of Wisconsin held off just for our ceremony that night. The ceremony was held in the Mitchell Park domes which are botanical gardens. Three scenic domes with a desert, tropical, and Show dome. The show dome was decorated with poinsettia plants, greenery from the christmas season and a christmas tree so high you had to tilt your head to see the shining star on top. You could just tell how breathtaking the ceremony, decorations, and reception atmosphere was going to be. As I was standing there, anxiously waiting, dapperly dressed in my military dress uniform. She walked in the dome and graciously made her way down the bowed isle as the string trio performed Pachelbel's Canon in D. She wore a fitted ivory mermaid dress that had pearls and beads sewn around the underbust with a large bow on the side with more beading and sequence wrapped around the center of it. She held a bouquet of 25 white, fresh, and classy calla lilly flowers that was fastened by pearl pins. She finally reached the altar and teared up from seeing each other for the first time that day. I took her hand and then we started the ceremony. We stood under a white heart shaped metal arch decorated in green vines as our ceremony was conducted by the assistant pastor of our attending church. He stood directly in front of us as he delivered a wonderful bilingual sermon for both our Spanish and English speaking guests. I was petrified of the thought of passing out in front of my loved ones but I held on to the thought of kissing my wife. The pastor directed us to turn and face each other and led us through our
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A Night to Remember Salvador Torres Jr. ENG 121 Lindsay Harrel February 4, 2013
A Night to Remember A Night to Remember On Friday evening, December 16th, 2011, I entered a holy matrimony with my beautiful bride Rosaura. Having taken place in the Midwest the weather was very frigid but there was not
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a snow flake in sight. The usual blizzards of Wisconsin held off just for our ceremony that night. The ceremony was held in the Mitchell Park domes which are botanical gardens. Three scenic domes with a desert, tropical, and Show dome. The show dome was decorated with poinsettia plants, greenery from the christmas season and a christmas tree so high you had to tilt your head to see the shining star on top. You could just tell how breathtaking the ceremony, decorations, and reception atmosphere was going to be. As I was standing there, anxiously waiting, dapperly dressed in my military dress uniform. She walked in the dome and graciously made her way down the bowed isle as the string trio performed Pachelbel's Canon in D. She wore a fitted ivory mermaid dress that had pearls and beads sewn around the underbust with a large bow on the side with more beading and sequence wrapped around the center of it. She held a bouquet of 25 white, fresh, and classy calla lilly flowers that was fastened by pearl pins. She finally reached the altar and teared up from seeing each other for the first time that day. I took her hand and then we started the ceremony. We stood under a white heart shaped metal arch decorated in green vines as our ceremony was conducted by the assistant pastor of our attending church. He stood directly in front of us as he delivered a wonderful bilingual sermon for both our Spanish and English speaking guests. I was petrified of the thought of passing out in front of my loved ones but I held on to the thought of kissing my wife. The pastor directed us to turn and face each other and led us through our
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