My Uncle Glen and Aunt Susan renewed their wedding vows this past weekend. They are bikers, so their wedding had a highly unique flair. I loved it. It was way more fun than any other wedding I have ever attended. Here are the pics…
My uncle announced the location of the ceremony by duct taping “Heitschmidt Wedding” on the side of a semi.
We saw it as we passed by on the highway.
It was very hard to miss.
My aunt is an avid thrift store shopper. All the wedding decor came from her favorite thrift store haunts.
The bride got ready in a tent parked behind the bar where the ceremony was held.
It’s a bike tent and pops up out of a sidecar that they attach to one of their cycles when they travel.
Here’s the bride!
Pink hair for the wedding!
And here are the t-shirts that we all wore to the ceremony.
My sister’s family arrives.
My aunt had several friends helping her to get ready.
Dressing the bride…
Susan bought that dress for twelve dollars at a thrift store and then had it altered to fit her.
She added the pink petticoat.
It really was a beautiful dress.
The bridesmaids arrive.
Dressed in matching pink shirts.
Getting the hat to fit over the veil was a bit tricky.
But they eventually worked it out.
It was a hot windy day.
Pink butterflies… of course.
She was perfection.
Over in a nearby corner, my Uncle was getting ready.
The bride requested that he take his hair down.
And he promptly accommodated his lovely lady.
How can you not love this man.
Ethan and Seth waited for things to get started…
Our family in our matching shirts…
The bride and groom approacheth!
They walked by a long line of cycles and each engine revved as they passed.
They met in a shelter in front of their own bikes.
And recited vows they had written themselves.
There was music and poetry and everyone sang along and we read several things in unison.
At one point we all sang “Someday lady you’ll accompany Me” together.
This man was overcome with emotion by that song.
It really was quite moving to stand in a field with a bunch of people at a weddin’ and sing that song together.
More songs, more vows, more promises…
And finally a kiss!
We moved the party into the bar and had cake and beer and bbq.
Here’s my mom and her brother Glen.
They are the last two surviving members of a family that used to number six.
The wedding party.
April, Susan and I.
April and Ellen astride a pink pig outside the bar.
All the people who showed up in pink shirts.
Please to note that the bikers are largely on one side and my family is largely on the other.
There is something of a striking difference between the two sides.
Also please note that I am on the biker side.
One last kiss.