August 15, 2002
You will have to excuse me for a moment. You are looking at a man who is in love with the world! I know how obnoxious this sort of thing can be, but as many of you know, Linda & I were recently married and just returned from a lover’s trip to Quebec City. Usually I try not to subject people to my self-indulgent love poems, but in this case, please bear with me. Here is something from August 3rd.
THE WEDDING BATH It is 9 am and already the air has acquired a sultry quality befitting such a day as this in early August. This is my wedding day. The over-night guests have already taken their morning dip in the stream and are off dressing children and rounding up dogs. People will soon arrive helping to set-up for the day's events. For the moment, I have the stream to myself; a brief calm before my new bride and I are surrounded by the love and laughter of our family and friends - music drifting into the night. For the moment, I stand alone; my body naked in the stream, the water cool and refreshing like champagne out of a bottle. Washing soap bubbles off my body, the Dr. Bronner's floats downstream and crosses the highway under US Route 1... This is my wedding day. From the bath I can see the spot where I will soon stand and say my vows. Her words will meet my words and our two hearts will listen to the sweet sounds - the love that is ours.