A Real Tight Knot Was Tied

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The day finally came when our son Kelly
Married his true love, Cathy.

We had been looking forward with anticipation to this day
For a long, long time.

Of course we had to practice the night before.
Without practice we might not know where to stand
Or what to do.

Family and friends gathered in from far and near.
Far: Sitka, Alaska and Marco Island, Florida.
Near: Indianapolis

The groom ushered in his own mother.
(Uh, that would be ME)

My dad, Peepaw, was the officiating pastor.

Little Brother Kyle was the best man.
Can you see the look-alike smiles?

Big Sister Keri read a scripture blessing.


Little Sister Korie sang - - - - beautifully.

Before we knew it, they were pronounced man and wife:
Mr. and Mrs. G. Kelly Broyles.

A "sand bar" buddy in the back
Gave a red neck cheer.

That made Cathy giggle, made Kelly proud,

And made all the rest of us smile.
Even the mama of the groom.
(Uh, that would be me.)

Kyle and the bride's Big Sister Suzie
Toasted the newlyweds.

Kyle thanked his brother for coming first
Because after HIS antics, Kyle's own
Appeared minimal.

Old friends were reunited,
And reminisced of days gone by when their
Boys were young(er) little "imps."

But those stories will be the fodder
Of another post.

Uncle Joe danced like a wild thing.

And long-time best friend Matt
Came all the way from Roanoke, Virginia
Just to make sure a real tight knot was tied.

I'm linking this little peek into my world,
My son's wedding in Fort Wayne, Indiana,
To YOUR world at Communal Global.

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