Theirs is the greatest love story never told—but of course, as their granddaughter, I'm a bit biased. They would be celebrating 57 years of marriage next month if Poppie was alive. Nana is still with us, but these days she doesn't know one month from the next. I miss them both.
I was searching for wedding photos from everyone in my family and Ryan's to use for our wedding, and got these from a cousin.
I'd remembered Nana telling me a long time ago that they had a "snowball wedding," where all of her bridesmaids wore white, but had never seen most of these photos before. I could look at these all day... so much to love.
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