This past weekend was spent with my side of the family. My eldest niece, Britta, was married on Monday to Roger. The marriage ceremony was held underneath the spreading branches of the huge old oak tree in front of her parent’s house, and it was a beautiful setting. The weather was sunny and warm and couldn’t have been better. About 100 or so people were present, many from Great Britain and elsewhere (Roger is from Great Britain). Some photos by my brother, Jeff, are available here. It is hard to believe that Britta is all grown up and now married. I saw a lot of people at the wedding whom I hadn’t seen in years and it gave me a sort of Rip Van Winkle kind of feeling, like I had been in a time warp and had just woken up to see that everyone had grown up or gotten a lot older while I was asleep.