|Our wedding announcement.|
|Dan the day after the crocodile attack. (Photo courtesy of Joe Richardson).|
I was on a plane departing RDU for an International Biological Congress in Boulder. This was before assigned seats, and this charming man sat down beside me. After we were airborne, I took out my program for the meeting and was leafing through it. This man next to me looked over and said, "Oh, I am going to be one of the speakers at this meeting. I'm Dan Livingstone from Duke." And I said, "Oh you are the guy who escaped the crocodile!." That is how we met.
In 1989, we were married. We had planned to get married in Halifax, Nova Scotia. We thought we could just go down to City Hall and get a marriage license and be married by a Justice of the Peace. But no, it was June and they were completely booked. Furthermore the Public Gardens our second choice for a ceremony were also booked. There was some kind of meeting for ministers in the area and the only minister we could find who was available to perform the ceremony was the Associate Minister of the Unitarian Church who happened to be expecting her first child any day (otherwise she would have been off at this meeting). Yes, we were married by a pregnant minister.
The ceremony was held in the beautiful garden of one of Dan's friends, Roger Doyle, in Halifax, with just a few family and friends in attendance. The garden was abloom with lilacs at the time.
|"You may kiss the bride."|
|The happy couple---married.|
|Cutting the cake.|
Yes, it has really been an adventure these last twenty-five years. We're still a happy couple who love each other very much.