Having been a groomsman close to 10 times, I thought I knew a thing or two about what it’d be like to get married.
I thought I’d know what it’d be like to be the groom.
Boy, was I wrong.
When I saw my bride – Kari Albertson – walk down the aisle of the First Presbyterian Church, I was so entranced by her beauty I could no longer hear my friend Chris play Pachelbel’s Canon on the organ, nor could I see any of the 200 in attendance. Everything stopped, and I realized I’d never felt anything like this before.