Yep, it was 53 years ago yesterday that we eloped. At the time, we lived in Pennsylvania and most everyone that eloped went off to Maryland to get married. Not us, we had to be different. We went to New York and spent our wedding night in Ohio. It wasn't a spur of the moment thing, it was well planned. We had our blood tests taken, found a preacher in New York, and made the appointment. We went home and waited for the day.
My friend agreed to be my best man and his girl friend would be the bride's maid. The night before, my Dad, Mom, and Aunt (who was visiting) were sitting around the table talking and I asked them if they would like to attend a wedding the next day. They asked who was getting married and they almost fell off their chairs when I said I was. They agreed to go and not to tell anyone, so we had a few guests. There were eight of us at our wedding, counting the preacher and my wife to be and myself. We spent our wedding night in Ohio. I remember that day very well even though it was 53 years ago. I even remember that we had spaghetti for our first meal later that same day. Now, try not to forget any important dates, at least the important ones to your spouse, and have a great day, you hear?