Photography

DRAGONFLY'S WEDDING

We were married on June 10, 1995 at the Alaska Township Hall. Our marriage was a Quaker wedding, overseen by the Grand Rapids Friend's Meeting.

My handsome husband and all our Seymour kids, his contribution to our household chaos. From the left; Ashley, Casey, Bryan, Thornie, and Ame (short for Amelia, which name she despises).

Here we are cleaning up after the party.
We look mighty pleased with ourselves, don't we?

At a Quaker wedding, a wedding certificate with one's vows and information about the marriage is created, which is signed during the ceremony by the bridal couple. All witnesses at the wedding sign the certificate, which is then framed and hung in the couple's home. I went nearly insane doing the calligraphy myself. (Alison is on the left; this is the only pic I have of her wearing her flowers!)

What wedding would be complete without Morris Dancers? Thornie belongs to the Grand Rapids Reformed Morris side, which did its best to bestow fertility (sorry, no chance!) and good luck upon the bridal couple.

I treasure this picture of me and my mother, as we lost her only a few short months after this picture was taken. By the way, that is the maid of honor, Sweetie, at our feet. Notice her flower collar?

	My handsome husband and all our Seymour kids, his contribution to our household chaos. From the left; Ashley, Casey, Bryan, Thornie, and Ame (short for Amelia, which name she despises).
	Here we are cleaning up after the party. We look mighty pleased with ourselves, don't we?
	At a Quaker wedding, a wedding certificate with one's vows and information about the marriage is created, which is signed during the ceremony by the bridal couple. All witnesses at the wedding sign the certificate, which is then framed and hung in the couple's home. I went nearly insane doing the calligraphy myself. (Alison is on the left; this is the only pic I have of her wearing her flowers!)
	What wedding would be complete without Morris Dancers? Thornie belongs to the Grand Rapids Reformed Morris side, which did its best to bestow fertility (sorry, no chance!) and good luck upon the bridal couple.
	I treasure this picture of me and my mother, as we lost her only a few short months after this picture was taken. By the way, that is the maid of honor, Sweetie, at our feet. Notice her flower collar?

DRAGONFLY'S WEDDING

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