What's up with Rutgers?

When Roger and I were discussing where to have our wedding, we came up with a few brilliant ideas. Alaska, where I grew up, where we could celebrate in the mountains with the moose and mosquitoes was one. Hawaii, which is gorgeous and romantic on all accounts and would make a great tropical vacation for our guests. And Jersey...the last option....the final option...

Hawaii and Alaska, both fun exotic locations but far away for many. Jersey being near and not quite as much of a schlep for most involved won in the end. But it is not without reason that we chose this as our wedding site. As it so happens, my parents were married there 35 years ago. I have heard stories of bees in the punch, a dog crashing the dance floor and grew up looking at amateur photos of the log cabin on the grounds. And here is one of those amateur photos now! Sue and Will, circa 1973.


Roger also has a connection to Rutgers. He not only earned his MFA there, but also just happens to have a sculpture tucked away in the succulents garden. When Roger and I first started dating, we ended up at the garden on several occasions since it was one of the nicest green spots around.We love looking at all the summer vegetables and funky plants in bloom. (*see Gerrie and funky plant below) Several of our plants at home come from the garden - some legit, some ill-gotten gains. That first visit it was so funny for me to be on a date with my new beau at the very same place my parents were married, and I couldn't help but have thoughts of well maybe if we got married from the very get-go.

And so we are getting married at the Rutgers Gardens. The tradition continues. My Mom has long held that it was fate and I think she might be right!