- 9 years ago
- Wedding: December 1969
Okay so my sisters wedding was this past weekend. At the end after a horrible bit with the bad dj’s that looked like they came out of a snoop dog video the guests were all drunk and happy (open bar) and standing over my new brother in laws ferrari cake and grabbing bottles of left over liquor. I turned and saw a caucasion man and woman standing behind me, remind you there was only one proud white boy at this Jamaican wedding and he departed early so they stood out in a room full of only family members. The man was well dressed in a powder blue suit with a multi colored button front and a nicely dressed brunette. See the venue is in the heart of downtown fort lauderdale in florida. I turned to see the gentleman who said to me “Hey P & D’s wedding right?”, he proceded to tell me yea they just sent us upstairs, where is the party at? So I told them I was P and then pointed at a buddy and said he was D.
The female companion turned and laughed and looked absolutely embarrased, I turned to grab a bottle and hand to them but when I turned back around they had disappeared. Oh well, I thought it was strange but also funny. Come to find out my two brothers and cousin had met the couple who pulled up in a Bentley downstairs and told them to go upstairs for some drinks, because my brother told them he was the groom. Aaaahh those are the stories that make for memorable moments.