What happened that destroyed a wedding without warning?

Well, I wasn't born at the time, but my parents rented the observation deck on the Hancock building in Boston for their reception.

Tallest building in the city, beautiful view. My dad poured over historic weather charts to figure out what day was statistically most likely to be nice out.

Day of the wedding comes, and of course, thick fog, unlike anything that'd ever seen before.

Couldn't see a thing out of the windows of the room they'd picked specifically for the view.

It worked out well, though. They were happily married for nearly 30 years before illness took my dad a few years ago.

There's one other funny anecdote to that wedding, though.

The wedding was held in King's Chapel, which is an incredibly historic church in downtown Boston,

that some think of a major tourist attraction.

Turns out it wasn't even that expensive to close it for one afternoon for a wedding.

The tourists waiting outside the church didn't know that, though,

and someone started the rumor that my parents were incredibly wealthy, maybe even Kennedys.

As a result, there were tons of people taking photos of them when they left the ceremony. Not sure if any of them

ever figured out that my parents most certainly were not rich or famous. When I was six or seven,

I went to a cousin's wedding. Everything was fabulous for little old me, so much sugar everywhere,

basically heaven. The reception was in a big community center that was reserved for little old me, so much sugar everywhere, basically heaven. The reception was

in a big community centre that was reserved for the occasion. Went to the girl's bathroom,

passing by the men's room to see my uncle on the dance floor. Went back to the main room

to tell my dad my uncle was looking weird. Well, it turns out uncle had had a stroke and died.

The bride spent the rest of the afternoon crying and everyone except

close family left. Bright side is the marriage is still going strong 20 years later, despite what

happened that day. Leading up to my friend's wedding, his father had been battling cancer after a

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