Wayne and I had an Episcopal wedding in the church I grew up in on December 26th, 1992.
He was 21 and I was 22. We were married by Father Barry Haze. Despite the tragic death of his sister-in-law 24 hours earlier, he performed the ceremony, and his wife played the organ. Later, Father Haze became the Bishop of Arkansas, then retired, divorced, and married a man.
Excerpt from Care & Feeding by Chela Gutierrez.
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