Not the Best Man
Our son Joe is a married man. His wife Johnna, as well as the family he married in to, are some of the most wonderful folks you could ever meet. It takes all of 23.5 seconds to love these folks. They're all 'ate up' in the good looks department, too. Not unlike one of those frames you purchase at the store that already has a picture of a beautiful family under the glass. There ain't one hair out of place on any of them. We had a most epic weekend, traveling to Saratoga Springs, New York, for the wedding. While the first day of travel brought on significant challenges, we slayed that dragon with a combination of tact, diplomacy, and possibly a veiled threat to dismember an attendant or two. We haven't been made aware of being added to the no-fly list, so we will see. In my capacity as the appointed Best Man (of which I am not), I did make a few remarks and offered a toast. I believe I touched most of the bases, but I will post it here if for no other reason than to...