Marine wedding.
 

I mentioned awhile back that I was writing to a Marine serving in Iraq. I hadn't met the boy but worked with his Grandfather and ...well...just felt like it.
Well the kid survived the war, but was felled here in the states...by cupid. :D

Those are some extraordinarily large groomsmen.

Very, but I'm betting they're not in the marines.

I was assuming that as well. But those are some very tall men is what I'm saying.

It's almost comical how tall they are compared to the others in the photo. Like the others are just children or something.

Why isn't this story on the ABC Evening News? Kinda nice to hear about a couple of people finding love instead of being fitted for artificial limbs, or worse.

The groom had to get a special dispensation from the Marines to join because he is under the size limit. The groomsman in yellow is his uncle (mom's brother) but I don't know who the other giant is.

I thought the Marines dumped that requirement after the Audie Murphy debacle. I remember running into some latino Marines at a paintball tournament years ago little guys... and very dangerous!

Damifino...that's what his Grandpa told me. :)

Nothing against your friend, what-so-ever, but the Pocatello paper needs to get a better reporter:



As Crystal walked out of the glen and across a footbridge over Dempsey Creek, the flower girl sprinkled rose petals at her feet while country western singers played guitars and sang love songs. The groom took her by the hand and escorted the bride to the stage under the large pavilion. Mayor Ray Bailey of Lava Hot Springs officiated.

The two lovers, exchanging vows and thinking only of each other, forgot for a moment the service to country and a war-torn Iraq. It was a very peaceful ceremony as the birds sang and the background.

That has got to be one of the worst bits of writing I've ever seen. :headshake

(I'm sure your friend is very happy despite the newspaper coverage of the event) ;)

I'm betting there are relatively few aspiring Hemingways willing to work for Pocatello-scale wages these days. :)

From the example above, I'd say there were very few high school graduates willing to work for those wages, either. Pocatello is kind of a cool town in a Idaho sort of style, by the way. You'd think the paper could scrape up a cub reporter who had passed English class in 10th grade. :eyebrow:

At least it didn't start with "It was a dark and stormy night...." :lol:
The ceremony was held was at a mountain top picnic grove that they accessed by a 1 1/2 hour horsedrawn wagon ride. I can picture these people, in their Sunday best, sweltering in a porta-potty that's been sitting in the August sun.

Events like weddings are usually covered by the editor's mistress or mildly retarded granddaughter, aren't they? Small newspapers save the Journalism School Graduates for reporting on important things, like hog futures and the county fair.

I admit it's a bit flowery, but I don't see any obvious spelling or grammer rules being broken.