Take Your Pick?
Published Jan 01, 1900
My great-granddaughter Melissa, 6, was excited about being at her first wedding. When the pastor, the groom, and the best man took their places, she couldn't take her eyes off of them. At the organ's cue, I directed her attention to the back of the church. Glancing at the front again and then at the bride, Melissa whispered, "Grandma, does she get to take her pick?"
Originally published November 14, 2002.
