Saturday was a big day. Lager Lover got married. He and his wife had a great wedding, free from the rain we all feared could make things “interesting”, as it was an outdoor wedding. They are off to their honeymoon, still driving I think, to Colorado. I had the honor of standing in as a groomsman. My girlfriend is the sister of the bride, and was maid of honor. We managed to get some pictures of the two of us taken by the photographer, she in her dress and me in my tux.
The ceremony was beautiful, and the reception was a blast.
As we sat for dinner after the ceremony, I got word of the sad news that President Reagan is no longer with us. I was so young during his Presidency, three when he took office, eleven when he left. I was raised in a family of yellow-dog Democrats, and that combined with my youth could do little to mask the influence he had in my own life. President Reagan was a great man. The stories of his faith in God leave me with a confidence that he is with God at this very moment, watching and waiting for the rest us who have placed our faith in Jesus to join him in Paradise.
My fondest memory of President Reagon was during his re-election campaign in 1984. I was in the first grade. The class got stories and pictures of him and Walter Mondale. The teacher asked us to pick who we wanted to win, cut out his picture, and pin it on our shirts. All but one kid chose Reagan. I don’t remember why almost 30 6-year-olds had the wisdom to pick the right guy, especially in a public school in the People’s Republic of Minnesota (Mondale’s home state), but I remember it with a smile.