Sunday, August 22, 2010

When Jane Cuts the cake!!!

Does anyone else remember the song that was sung at Fred and Janes reception "when Jane cuts the cakes" sung to the tune of The Farmer and the Dell???  It is emblazoned on my memory forever!  Their reception was I think at Redondo Beach at nice restaurant.  There was a live band playing there who imortalized the song when Fred and Jane were to cut their wedding cake.  One of the coolest things for me as a teenager was a lot of good food and all the punch I could drink.  There seemed to be 2 separate punch bowls one for the mormon crowd and one for those who endulge in adult beverages.  I remember Roy not knowing the difference by appearance and quenching his thirst.  The details are fuzzy but I thought it created a little stir with uncle Jack.  Does anyone else remember anything about that?
I do remember lining up for the traditional "catch the Brides garter" contest and actually coming away with the garter as a 14 year old.   Later Fred asked me if I would trade him Jane's garter back to him for a different one he already had.  I obliged his request and we both were satisfied.
Later, I believe I went to Chavez Ravine for the first time and watched a Dodger game in the left field bleachers.  There was a good group of us cousins but the one person I remember most was Edward being there and enthusiastically cheering with the organ when it played.   That is what I recall.  by Dave Johnson

Monday, August 9, 2010

Suzi and David's Wedding Reception

This afternoon I was making smoothies in my kitchen and thought back to a day in 1976 when I first learned how good cutting up fruit and blending it up could be.

Suzi surprised us all by bringing this mystery man, Dave Brough, to marry (instead of her missionary in Germany,  to whom even I wrote letters.  Ironically, I married a man who served his mission in Germany 11 years later).  Dave was wonderful and we all could see how Suzi would want to spend the rest of her life (and eternity) with him.  It wasn't easy for me to give up my aunt Suzi to just anybody.  I remember not liking it when Suzi would bring a guy with her to church and he'd sit with us on the row. I'd want her all to myself.  I realized that Suzi getting married would end all the girl talk we'd had, so I was hoping this guy was worth it.  I checked him out in grandma's kitchen, had a little conversation with some cousins, and concluded that he was going to be just fine.  And the reality was that I got plenty of girl talk with Suzi afterward -- for many years to come. 

They were married in the Oakland temple in the evening (I remember thinking that was so neat that they had city lights from San Francisco in their wedding pictures).  They wed on July 16, 1976.  The bicentennial celebration had just taken place and Suzi decided to continue with that them with Red, White, and Blue as her colors.  Grandma and Grandpa's house on 1000 Center Valley Road in Willits never looked so good before nor since.  Every inch of that fence was painted bright white, the house newly painted too.  Grandma and Grandpa bought a new poofy green sofa and love seat and had really neat shag green carpet.   The yard looked perfect and tables, chairs, and an arch w/flowers were brought into the front yard for the reception.  The photo that my parents have in their home today of that house is from Suzi's reception.  It just sparkled.

I spent the day in the kitchen at Grandma's house under the tutelage of Aunt Susan, who was in charge of the food.  I remember cutting up and peeling lots of fruit with my cousins.  At the end of setting all the cut fruit into beautiful patterns on the trays, Susan took the not-so-pretty fruit and peels and threw them into the blender.  I wasn't quite sure what she was doing, but when she offered me some to drink, I was in heaven.  I didn't know that left-over fruit could be so good!  Susan knew exactly what she was doing in that kitchen and I marveled watching her.

JoAnn and Suzie were there from Oregon.  We were so excited to dress in our matching blue dresses.  They were almost tie-dyed dusty blue cotton knit with hoods.  We thought we were the coolest.  We called ourselves "hoods."  I think Rhonda and Becky had similar dresses. 

I'd love to hear everyone else's memories from this time.  I was only 12, but I have such fond memories of that day.