I’m not sure why I thought I was going to be the Best Man at my oldest sister, Lynn’s, wedding, but that’s what I thought.
I was nine at the time, and she was 18.
At some point my role was clarified. I was to be the Ring Bearer, which I heard as “Ring Barrier”, and I thought that sounded awesome as heck.
But, slowly, the enormity of the situation started to dawn on me.
I would be required to carry the wedding rings on a fancy pillow, down a long aisle at church, in front of millions of people who ALL knew me and, thus, fully expected me to drop the rings, or chuck the pillow at Steve, or race off to pee before anybody could say “I Do...”
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