Dancing shoes

Literally, for both the father of the bride (pictured) and the groom. Shoulda worn my Reebok Classics.

A bit bittersweet, in that this was more like the going-away for me than my actual going-away. Yes, some tears were shed in the making of this blog post, but no animals were harmed, unless you count that dead sea otter. Just kidding. See how I make bad jokes for my emotions to hide behind?

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