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Thirty-two years ago today at noon, I watched my bride Ginger walk down the aisle in Hyannisport on Cape Cod. After stopping while someone caught her veil swaying in the wind from an open door (that was open to provide some breeze from the sweltering temperature), and after me regaining vision from being blinded by half the guests taking flash pictures when she reached the front, we made our vows.

Twenty-two years later on the same day, Jonathan Olsen watched his bride Rachel walk the aisle and make vows with him.

Both wives have proven to be resilient, a quality highly valued in wives married to uh...well...hhmm...unpredictable husbands.