News From Terre Haute, Indiana

September 24, 2013

LIZ CIANCONE: Choosing a wedding date is personal

Liz Ciancone
Special to the Tribune-Star

TERRE HAUTE — It wasn’t that long ago when I sat at the “society desk” at The Tribune-Star. I learned that August was second only to June as the favored month for weddings. And, every so often, there is a program of providers of everything from flowers to wedding cakes and gowns. I suppose this is to assure that the happy event will be done “properly.”

I can’t explain the popularity of what is usually the hottest month of the year. Maybe it has something to do with the new start symbolized by the opening of a new school year.

I know that if my Best Friend and I had opted for an August wedding, I would have insisted upon a cruise to Alaska for the honeymoon. Still, people choose dates for their own reasons and who am I — who opted for a late November wedding — to second guess anyone?

Maybe a November wedding should have suggested a Caribbean cruise, but it didn’t.

We chose November for what seemed logical reasons. Because of the proximity to Thanksgiving, our families would have no difficulty having time off to attend. Then, closer to our free time, we were both associated with schools and could expect to have a couple of free days around the holiday, although an extended honeymoon would have to wait until the Christmas holiday.

The November date settled, we faced the problem of where to stage the main event. I had lived too briefly in Missouri where my folks had moved while I was in college, so had no real ties there. I had never lived in my BF’s home town and, apart from a few college acquaintances and my soon-to-be in-laws, I had no ties there either.

It seemed logical to be married in the all-faith chapel where I worked. It was an obvious choice.

We have taken a lot of kidding about it over the years. I was librarian in what was known back in those politically incorrect days as a girls’ “reform school.” My BF has had a lot of mileage over the joke that he had to get me paroled so that I could participate in the wedding party.

It was nice. My girls had a shower for me — aprons, pot holders and dish towels they had sewed and embroidered. The art teacher asked to preside over flower arrangements.

The school’s superintendent had the chapel repainted and held delivery of my new library furniture so that our reception could take place in what would become my new library.

It’s true that my “gown” was nothing special, but the knot was tied and has stayed tied. We managed to do it without bridal wedding planners. Imagine that.



Liz Ciancone is a retired Tribune-Star education reporter. Her columns have appeared on this page for more than 25 years. Send comments to her at the newspaper, P.O. Box 149, Terre Haute, IN, 47808, or via email at opinion@tribstar.com.