Chicken Soup for the Bride's Soul
“Bob Hope Now in their late sixties, the widow and widower, longtime friends before their spouses passed away, chose to marry. The groom—a proud and valiant ex-Marine— arranged the wedding at the unobtrusive Marine Corps Chapel tucked over the gymnasium at Headquarters Battalion USMC, Henderson Hall, in Arlington, Virginia.
At the close of the simple ceremony, my cousin Larry— officiating chaplain—presented the couple to the audience and introduced them as “Mr. and Mrs.” Then he suggested it was time for the groom to acknowledge his bride.
Larry waited expectantly. The bride looked up adoringly. And the small audience held its collective breath, eager to witness the traditional first kiss as husband and wife.
But guests collapsed into gasps and gales of laughter when the feisty groom snapped to attention and, in true military style, “acknowledged” his bride with a proper Marine . . .
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