Greenwood Mennonite Church
Who could ever have believed what our life together would be like?
This is Daniel’s Uncle Walter, preaching and preaching and preaching. (He didn’t believe in a short wedding “meditation” back then). I am showing this picture because I think alot of you will see the back of people you know and love — and many, many who have gone on to Heaven.
And the vows were spoken
Walter Beachy, John Mishler, Jesse Yoder
Leslie Yoder, Mark, Jr., Keith Beachy, Vernon Hostetler
One of our guest receivers
Shirley Yoder, Gladys Yoder, Rose Yoder, Velma Magill
Jonathan Yoder, David Yoder, Paul Yoder, David Hertzler
(These are old pictures. I wish you could see them better!)
And we had table servers
Front: Emma Lou Beachy, Lois Byler, Ellen Layman, Marlene Troyer, Martha Helmuth, Boni Helmuth
Back: Susan Grove, Debbie Kramer, Karen Yoder, Steve Miller
(Some of these gals are married, and I don’t know what their last names are now! Isn’t it funny how people are good enough friends to be a part of your wedding and then you lose contact with them? If any of you in this picture read this posting, I’d sure be glad to hear from you!)
This is the wedding party
Ilva Hertzler (my cousin), Ruth Yutzy (Daniel’s Sister), Sarah Yoder (my sister) were the bridesmaids.
Joseph Yutzy (Daniel’s Brother), Nel Yoder (my brother) and Dennis Yutzy (Daniel’s friend) were groomsmen.
I’m so glad for pictures, otherwise I don’t think I would remember anything about this day. It went past in a great haze, and when I look at the pictures, then I remember all the good, good moments.
Here that gal we know as “gokum” and I share a reflective moment. This is one of my favorite pictures of her.
And this is one of my favorite pictures of Daniel. Sometimes when I go to weddings today, I am amazed at the expense that people go to when they gift their attendants. We just didn’t know better, I guess, but it really wasn’t common to give large gifts. Daniel had bought nice pens for his groomsmen, and in this picture he is showing me that he really had passed them all out.
And then there was a reception. We had opted for a very small wedding cake with sheet cakes for the rest of the crowd. It was the way we wanted it, and it was just fine for us. We picked the flowers for our wedding the morning of the wedding and we used the fresh roses to decorate the cake.
Here my parents visit with Lewis and Anna May Strite, parents of Ruth Ann Strite, a Pen Pal that I had gotten through the Reader’s Write of the old Sunday School paper, “Words of Cheer.” Ruth Ann was there somewhere, but I never got a picture of her. We seldom see eachother, but still correspond at Christmas.
On and On we walk together —