Posts Tagged: Meg

Last Saturday, I was given the honor to do one of the most important things I’ve ever had to do as a brother: officiate at my sister’s wedding to Robert. As beautiful as the day was, Meagan surpassed it in every way. It was amazing to be a part in such a momentous moment in life and hopefully it serves as a great dawn to a new family. At my sister’s request, I wrote the entire ceremony… all 32 minutes of it. As not to force mass amounts of reading upon you, here is the part that I love the most and am the most proud of:

Like witnessing a double solar eclipse, both long-time friend Greg Miller and long-time cousin, Jaeger are visiting. Greg drove out from New York, via Pittsburg, Las Vegas, and Sacramento. Jaeger came via Philly. We’ve made a couple of coast runs (speaking of which, Miller testifies to the chowder supremacy of Mo’s) and witnessed a couple of Portland Beaver loses to the Albuquerque Isotopes.

By far, the best was the run to Astoria today, take a peak:

Most borthers torment their sisters by trashing their dolls, for Meg and I, it had always been a bonding experience. There was the doll that we joyfully yanked its extending hair out to find the spring coiled around her locks.

Congrats to my sister who got into PSU’s Masters of Social Work program today. Nice job, both Jess and I are very proud of you.