I got married in 1982, so I think this is our 34th wedding anniversary. You tend to lose track after the first few decades.
It was supposed to be just the two of us, but by the time her family and my family got involved, it got complicated. We had to have a wedding dinner and all that. It stressed my wife out because her mom and her sister swooped in and took over.
In the end, it all got done and everybody left. We still had a week of the conference and that was our honeymoon. She'd been stationed in Italy a year longer than I had, and she never got any boondoggles back to the states, while I had several. So once things settled down, it was a nice honeymoon. I remember taking her to a big park in Norfolk that had been some rich persons house. The gardens were really beautiful. My wife loves plants and flowers,so it was fun for her. We went to the malls in
Norfolk and got her some decent clothes, because I had already decided I wanted her to stay home. The Navy accepted her resignation because she was married, although she had a year left to serve on her commission. They were good about it. Of course, we lost her housing allowance and such but I just wanted her to be able to stay home. We had a nice little "villa" out on the beach in a place called Lago Patria. She planted roses and they grew like crazy in the volcanic soil. We used to watch the sun go down over the Med from our veranda whenever I was home (which wasn't much.)
Hard to believe it's been that long ago.