Magistrate's office, 1992. Getting married to my long-time love in an informal civil ceremony. Both magistrate and my matron of honor were nine months pregnant. She said to my groom, "Repeat after me. I Troy, take you, Lorraine, for my lawful wedded wife." He was pretty nervous and often twisted his words, but it got worse when 'out of his element.'

"I, Troy, take you, Lorraine for my awful wedded wife."

Everybody was laughing so hard, we had to stop for a few minutes because we didn't want two babies to be born in the magistrate's office.