Wainwright, Alaska: wedding of Jason and Iqaluk - honeymoon on ice

I begin with the usual disclaimer - the one I make whenever I post a wedding on this







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I begin with the usual disclaimer - the one I make whenever I post a wedding on this
Seven years ago today, my family, plus Lavina's and many other relatives and friends gathered together a short distance up the mountains just above Flagstaff, Arizona and it was snowing. There Jacob and Lavina exchanged their vows and became one.
Now they are five.
And we... Margie and I... are so much more than we ever imagined possible.
We had their three sons, our grandsons, with us over the weekend. The idea was to give Jacob and Lavina some time to get out and celebrate, go do some downhill skiing at Aleyska or cross country skiing at Hatcher's Pass. Instead, they gave the boys' bedroom a new paint job and did some other fixing up around the house.
Today, their anniversary, they came to pick up their boys and to snatch our grandsons away from us once again, but it was okay because they brought pizza.
The pizza was damn good.
Thursday, February 14, was Margie and my 39th anniversary, but other than to spend maybe five minutes talking to each
Here comes the bride, Cortney, with her mom Janet and dad Hal. Rex, the groom, awaits on the surf-pounded lava of Puako Beach. And I'm too wiped out to take it any farther than this tonight.
Maybe tomorrow night. Maybe not until I am settled back down in the frigid air of Alaska.
Yes, I am exhausted - but it is a good kind of exhaustion.