People asked why I went for a day. Well, first it's Omaha and there's not a ton to do there anyway. Don't get me wrong, the city rules, but I went without Lauri and it just didn't make sense to party hard. Second, it was a small wedding and I was the sole representative of Whitworth University. So it was just me and the Knuth family.
Her family was gracious enough to take me in as one of their own and I had a great time hanging out with her little (they used to be little) brothers and their girlfriends. I also reconnected with her sister and brother in law. I'm not sure if I've shared this before, but one of my great party tricks is falling. I only fall in the presence of a Knuth though. It's a nutty super power, but it's consistent. This trip (pun intended) was no different. Running up some stairs with some of Beakers' wedding presents in hand, I tripped on the third to last stair. It must have been a thing of beauty because instead of eating face on the second to last stair, I high jumped and did a barrel roll Bruce Lee would have been proud of. Naturally Beakers, Jamie and a couple of others were present to embarrass me the rest of the day.
She looked great that day and the wedding was honestly one of the best I've been to. A small ceremony with close friends and family. I had the good fortune to meet her husband, Matt. Naturally he was a good guy. Good wedding Beakers; totally worth the trip.
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