A country justice
By Kevin Denton
A Wedding Story
After I became a judge I was surprised to learn that many judges don’t officiate at weddings. They can do that because Unlike getting called out of bed on a winter night to arraign a drunk driver,for example, performing marriages is not a duty of the office They can perform them or not and many do not.
I never minded if the place and time were convenient and most would occur in our law office during business hours and from time to time I’ll share some memorable ones.
The first one of anything is always memorable. I took a call from a young lady to schedule my first marriage at my law office in Pawling. My wife, Lynne, also worked in the office and was excited at the prospect of hosting a marriage . She ordered some flower arrangements to brighten my office a bit and arranged for some piano concertos to waft in from my library.
Came the appointed day and, naturally, the wedding party was a bit late. Then one of us said, “What’s that noise outside–loud, throaty engine noises. Peeking outside I saw the curbs were filled with Harleys and their riders–Bikers!. The whole wedding party and guests were bikers and the wedding couple wore fresh white t-shirts with bold black letters saying BRIDE and GROOM.
My office was packed with bikers–all quiet and well-behaved. I don’t recall being asked to work in any special biker liturgy. Our first was a success, but decided next time we might dispense with the flowers and the concertos.