RHYS'S WEDDING IN COLUMBIA SOUTH CAROLINA - AND NORTH CAROLINA VIRGINIA AND WASHINGTON DC

RHYS AND GRETCHEN'S WEDDING 23 APRIL 2005

If you've been with me from the previous page, you'll have noticed that I'd finally made it to Rhys and Gretchen's. But they were out. They had obviously guessed I would be there.

Closer inspection revealed that there was a note pinned to the door saying "Gone to Church". Yes, I don't blame anyone for praying. I'd be praying too if I were coming to visit me - or at least I'd be inside the four walls of a church seeking sanctuary.

Most people, when they hear that I'm on my way, lock up their daughters and hide the silver before they rush off to lock themselves in a church. I don't know about the silver, but neither Rhys nor Gretchen had a daughter. It made me wonder why I had come.

But you can't keep a good man down. Rhys had told me where the church was, the fool, and I'd found it "virtually-speaking". Hence I knew the way. And I could drive there too! So I did!

As you've probably noticed, I'm still working on writing up this visit. Time factors, however, are weighing heavy on my shoulders. Hence the reason why this work is advancing less quickly than I would hope. But I am trying to spend at least 30 minutes per day working on it, so keep looking back to see where I'm up to. Meantime, I shall leave you with the immortal words of Philaster Chase Johnson, who had similar challenges upon his time when writing his magazine, the name of which I have unfortunately forgotten.

"Cheer up. The worst is yet to come."