I got up early and got all my stuff together for the wedding. Then I went and got my cousin, Ann Brown O’Connell, who is now the “matriach” of the clan and is the widow of my cousin, Ed O’Connell , who was my Godfather. We headed to Southern Maryland. It was pouring and the weather didn’t look good for the wedding.
It was at Jesus, the Divine Word parish in Huntingtown. The church is beautiful and the pastor, Fr. Dan Leary was most hospitable. Christine is the wedding co-ordinator and helped to make it all go smoothly.
Tim wore a kilt and Kerri had a beautiful dress that allowed her to wear her McLaughlin tartan on her sholder. At the time of the “Our Father, the two mothers came up and joined the tartan of their family to the tartan being worn by their child’s spouse. It was very touching.
The rain had stopped by the time Mass ended and so we all drove in cloudy skies up to the reception at the Dunkirk Fire House. There were about 200 and the food was delicious and the music (live) was superb. It was nice to see all the family and lots of friends of Kerri and Tim.
Since I have the 7:30am Mass tomorrow and it is Palm Sunday, I decided to come home after a couple of hours. Ann and I drove back quickly as there was little traffic. I am going to bed early and will write tomorrow while over in the parish center.
As news of tornados filled the airwaves I prayed that this wedding would have GOOD memories and not “how we all huddled in the basement as the roof blew off.” Sounds like a great Irish celebration!!