Published: 3 Sep 2026

Chapter 45 – Lead-Up to Our Big Day

As he promised, Devin called me on Tuesday, just before I planned on having lunch. “How are things going?” he asked.

“They’re going slowly. I called Heritage Auctions, but they can’t just set up an individual auction for us. They have theme auctions planned for sports memorabilia, coins, and Americana, so if we’re lucky we might be able to get squeezed into those auctions for the different items.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.”

“Yes, there is some hope, but I’ve had to deal with three different individuals, since we have items that fit into different categories. That means we’ll have to be part of three auctions to profit from the different items.”

“I can see why you’re a little frustrated, since we were hoping to sell them all at one auction.”

“I’m glad you can appreciate my situation. I’m also having difficulty finding gifts for the wedding party, so I’ll need your help with that. What did you find out from Gramps and Pops?”

“So far, they’ve given me $6,500 that they’ve made from selling some of the lesser valuable coins, and I think we need to open a joint account, so we both have access to it.”

“Didn’t your dad advise us that we should each claim part of the profits for tax purposes?”

“Yeah, but does that mean we can’t have a joint account?”

“I think it would be best to keep it separated, otherwise the I.R.S. may question the fact that we’re both declaring long-term capital gains and mingling the proceeds. We’re doing it because it caps the Federal and State combined tax rate at 28%.”

“Won’t we be filing a joint tax return for this year?”

“No, because if we declare long-term gains we have to prove that we’ve had the items for a long time. Since Gramps and Pops have been coin dealers for a long time, you’re going to claim the profits from all of the coins. You’re going to say that the coins were birthday and Christmas gifts from each of them to you every year since you were born, and you found the rest of them exploring a cave on their property.”

“And you’re going to claim the baseball cards.”

“Yes, I’m going to claim they were given to me from my dad and paternal grandfather when I was twelve, to make me feel better after you moved away.”

“Then who’s going to claim the antiques?”

“Whoever gets the least profits from the coins or baseball cards can claim those items when they sell. If the coins earn less, then you can say you found the items in the cave with the coins. If the baseball cards earn less, then I’ll claim the items were passed down to me through my maternal grandmother’s family. I can easily support that claim, since her family all lived in Missouri, Alabama, and Tennessee from before the Civil War.”

“Does that mean we’ll always keep our money separate?”

“I wouldn’t think so, but it might be best to keep it separated for at least seven years after we sell the last of these items.”

“Why seven years after we sell these things.”

“Because the I.R.S. generally will only go back seven years when doing an audit.”

“Ok, do you think we need a legal document to show that we’re keeping the money separate and why we’re doing it?”

“That’s not a bad idea, so ask your dad about it and see what he thinks of that idea. We could get a lawyer to draw up a document that claims we’re keeping the money from the sale of these items separate from communal property after we’re married. I’ll talk to my dad to see if he knows a lawyer that might be able to do that for us, and if he does, we can go to see him before the wedding to have him draw it up.”

“Ok, I’ll talk to my dad too, but it sounds good to me.”

“When are you planning on coming here, because I could really use your input on a few things, like what gifts to get for our wedding party?”

“I’ve decided that I’ll spend the rest of the week here, and then I’ll drive there on Monday.”

“Ok, but I can hardly wait until you get here, but since it will be several days from now. Let me tell you about the other things I need your input on now.”

I spent a little over an hour explaining to him, in detail, about what happened when I called the Auction House. After filling him in about speaking with the gentlemen in charge of the coins and another guy about the baseball cards. I also explained that I uploaded the photos of each of those items to their website and about their promises to try to work our items in with one of their upcoming auctions. I don’t have any idea when that might be, but at least it was something.

I also informed him about their suggestion that I have the antiques appraised first. That way I’d be able to determine if we should go through them or use another organization that specializes in antiques. I finished by adding that doing it that way would be like what Gramps and Pops are doing with the coins, having us sell some at Heritage Auctions and others using various means.

“Yeah, it does sound about the same. It’s just that I’m a little disappointed we won’t be having the auction as quickly as we hoped.”

“I feel the same way, but they promised to do their best to work us in.”

After that, I told him about the research I’d done about the gifts for the wedding party, and explained about the idea I had for our moms’ presents. I told him that I needed his input when it came to gifts for the men, including Clint and Daniel. I informed him that we couldn’t wait too much longer before finalizing the gift ideas and ordering them, as well as selecting our wedding bands.

“Ok, I’ll get there as early as I can on Monday, and then we’ll spend as much time as necessary working on each of those issues.”

“Ok, and we’ll need to take the antiques to the appraiser at some point, so make sure you bring them with you. In fact, if you have the time, then it would be very helpful if you used your dad’s camera to take photos of each of those items. I’ll be able to load them into my laptop when you get here and then send those to the appraiser, to give her an idea about what we have.”

“I’ll make sure to bring them, and I’ll try to take photos of those items, but if necessary we can always put off taking those things to be appraised until after we’re married.”

“Yeah, you’re right and we don’t have to hurry, but I want to get all of those things done before we start job hunting. We can’t put that off much longer either, now that NASA seems to be gearing up again for the Artemis missions.”

“Good point, so I’ll see you on Monday. Love you!”

“I love you too, and I miss you! Bye.”

For the next several days, I focused on doing what I could about the issues I was currently dealing with until Devin arrived. I also came up with ideas about what to get Dad, Pa, Lonny, Clint, and Daniel as gifts, but I wanted to run it all by Devin first, before I ordered them.

During that time, I also made supper each night for my parents. I even forced myself to try using cuts of meat that I’d never worked with before. Sometimes I’d also use meat that I’d worked with before, but not in the same way, and I’d use different recipes or methods of preparing the meal instead. My parents seemed to approve of each of the meals though, so now I’d have to try them on Devin.

One night during one of these meals, Mom said something that surprised me.

“You probably realized that I’ve been regretting the thought of you eventually getting a job and moving away from here. And this week has given me a new reason to be sad about it, because I’m truly going to miss these wonderful meals that you’ve been fixing for us.”

“And I’m going to miss you too,” Dad quickly added, “since your mother has never tried to make any of the dishes that you served us over the past few days.”

“I’m going to miss you too,” I confirmed, “and your reactions to these meals has not only made me feel good, but it has also given me confidence about trying them with Devin. I don’t know if you realize this, but he’s pretty traditional with the types of meals he prefers and doesn’t generally like to experiment or make changes.”

“He shouldn’t have any qualms with these meals, because they were wonderful,” Mom replied.

“And extremely tasty,” Dad added, “and they were all delicious.”

“I’m glad you both enjoyed them. Devin will be showing up here on Monday, and I hope you don’t mind if he stays here until the wedding, or maybe even longer than that. We’ve got a lot that we have to do together, and not all of it has to do with the wedding. We’ve got to start preparing to do some job hunting, starting with where we’re going to apply.”

“No, we never mind if Devin stays with us,” Mom responded.

“Yes, Devin is always welcome to stay with us,” Dad added.

“Thanks, that means a lot to me. Well, a lot to both of us.”

I spent Friday and Saturday morning cleaning up around the house, paying particular attention to my bedroom before Devin arrived. I also made notes about the various things I wanted to go over with him, and then I memorized the list so Devin wouldn’t see the actual notes I’d made on my laptop.

I also spent time with my parents over the weekend, so when Devin arrives, I’ll be able to concentrate on him and the things we have to get done. I’m sure my parents will understand, and I hope the meals I prepare while he’s here will help to pacify them.

As soon as Devin arrived on Monday morning, I helped him unload his SUV and we carried everything up to my room. After we finished doing that, I downloaded the photos he took of each of the antiques and jewelry that I planned on sharing with the appraiser.

Once I completed transferring each of the photos to my laptop, I pulled up the various items that I’d come up with as gifts for the wedding party to see what Devin thought of them. I explained that we could choose something else if he didn’t approve, but he thought those items were perfect. He also suggestioned other items we could add to make the gifts even better.

Since we were now in agreement about the gifts, I placed an online order for everything and had it shipped to the house, and then I mentioned something else.

“We have to go to a jeweler soon, so we can pick out our wedding bands.”

“I know, and I’ve been thinking about that. I feel it would be best if we selected simple gold bands, like our parents wear, instead of anything fancy. We probably won’t be able to wear them very often anyway, due to our ability.”

“I wasn’t planning on picking out anything as fancy as the engagement ring you gave me,” I teased. “And my guess is that my parents have simple wedding bands because my dad didn’t want to spend very much money on them. My mom’s engagement ring is proof of that.”

“Maybe he just couldn’t afford it at the time. And as far as giving you that expensive engagement ring, I did it because it was very important to me. I wanted you to have it, to show you how much you mean to me. And one more thing, I don’t think your dad is cheap, because he paid for some really nice vacations for us”

“Yeah, he changed after I went to college, maybe because he missed me being around, but he was pretty much a miser before then. Now I want to know when you think I’ll be able to wear those rings.”

“Well, you probably can wear them whenever we’re doing something that we’re pretty sure we won’t have to transition. Then we can wear our wedding bands on one hand, and your engagement ring on your middle finger of your left hand, and we can wear our CSU class rings on the other hand.”

“Ok, but will there ever be a time when we can be sure that we won’t have to transition?”

“Yeah, like at whatever jobs we get. We certainly wouldn’t dare to transition in a way that might be noticeable to our bosses or coworkers. Just think about it, if we get jobs at NASA, then there’s no way we’d ever dare to transition there. If we did, they might think we came from outer space and try to send us back there!”

“Yes, that would be disastrous.”

“Seeing we wouldn’t transition while we were there, it would probably be safe to wear our rings to work. We could also wear them when attending functions where there are a lot of cameras or people taking photos, either using cameras or their phones. We wouldn’t want to take the chance of leaving a visual record of our ability, so it would be safe to wear our rings there as well.”

“Or there’s another option. We could always take our rings off quickly and slip them into a pocket before we transition, even if we know transitioning is going to destroy our clothes.”

“Yes, we could probably do that as well, as long as the situation doesn’t require us to act quickly, or else we might not have time to remove our rings.”

“Yeah, that’s a good point, and we can talk about it again after we’re married. Right now, I’m going to fix us some lunch, and then we can go out to look at wedding bands and take care of some other tasks at the same time.”

“That sounds like a plan.”

When we finished eating lunch, we decided to take a shower and change, and then we headed out to run our errands. We went to the jeweler first, and since we knew what we wanted, we didn’t have to spend much time there. After quickly selecting our wedding bands, the salesperson sized the ring fingers on our left hand so the rings would fit properly at the ceremony.

We made a few other stops after we left there and took care of things we needed to accomplish. This included a stop at a Staples store to purchase wrapping paper and tags for the gifts for the wedding party, and also some thank you cards for people giving us gifts at the wedding. While we were there, we also selected some high-quality stationery to use when making our resumes and cover letters that we’ll be sending to prospective employers.

After leaving there, we made another stop, but since the person in charge was so busy, we made an appointment for another day. Our last stop was at a grocery store to pick up a few items for supper, and then we finally headed back to the house.

When we arrived there, we carried our purchases inside, and then I got my laptop to pull up the recipe that I used when making my shopping list. I was going to use it to make a very special meal tonight, Beef Stroganoff with two side dishes. I chose this because it was something a little different from anything I’d fixed before, and I knew that Devin loved steak. Although the steak used in this recipe was sliced thin, I still hoped he would enjoy this meal.

Later, when I brought the various items out to the dining room and set them on the table, I held my breath as we sat down to eat. I was hoping that everyone would like it.

“I made buttery egg noodles and garlic mashed potatoes, so you can choose which one you want me to serve the beef stroganoff over,” I began while looking at Devin. “I also made a side salad for each of you with Balsamic Vinaigrette dressing, and I also prepared roasted broccoli. I hope you enjoy it.”

“Can I try having it over both the egg noodles and mashed potatoes, to see which I like best?” Devin asked.

“Yes, of course. That’s perfectly fine,” I eagerly concurred.

“That sounds like a wonderful idea,” Dad agreed, and we all ended up doing the same thing.

“I wasn’t sure at first, but I like it,” Devin announced after eating several forkfuls. “I think I like it over the mashed potatoes better, but the egg noodles are good too.” I breathed a huge sigh of relief.

“Yes, this is very good,” Mom added, “but I think I prefer it over the egg noodles.”

“I like it both ways,” Dad followed, “but I think with the mashed potatoes is more filling. Is there any dessert for later?”

“Yes, I made apple crisp and purchased vanilla ice cream, so you’ll be able to have it plain or with a scoop of ice cream.”

“I’ll take mine with the ice cream when we have it,” Dad quickly announced.

“Yeah, me too,” Devin followed.

“I think I’ll have mine plain,” Mom added.

I was thrilled that everyone had enjoyed this, especially Devin, and now I’m eager to try new dishes with him, in hopes of expanding his fairly limited food palette.

“I’ll do the dishes, since you fixed the meal,” Devin told me after we were done eating.

“I don’t mind helping,” I offered.

“No, you go in and relax with your parents, because you’ve done your job by fixing that tasty supper. I’ll come in and join you when I’m done.”

I didn’t argue with him and went into the living room with my parents to watch TV.

When Devin came in to join us, we cuddled together on the couch while to watch the program, and when it ended, we went out to get dessert. We ended up taking it back to the living room to eat, while we watched the next program.

When that program ended, my parents went up to bed, but Devin and I stayed up a little longer before we finally turned in.

The next few days went about the same, although most of our attention was on the wedding. We even drove over to the Shamrock Family Restaurant one afternoon so we could check out the room where the reception was going to be held. We were pleased with how large the room was and that there would be enough room for several tables and plenty of space left over for everyone to dance, if they wanted.

The room also had its own door from the parking lot, which would be unlocked for us to use so we didn’t have to walk through the restaurant. We were pleased with what we saw and we thanked Mom for making the arrangements while we were eating that evening.

The packages with the items that we’d ordered for the wedding party began to arrive as well. After we checked each one, we wrapped it up and attached the label indicating who it was for, and then we placed them in a fabric bag to take with us that day.

By the third Friday in June, we were ready for the wedding rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner, and we were eager to go to the Presbyterian Church to see what it was like.

We drove there after lunch and the minister approached us immediately after we entered. “Welcome. I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before. Is there something I can do to help you?”

“Yes, my name is Michael MacPherson and this is my fiancé, Devin McCaskill. You’re marrying us tomorrow and the rehearsal is later tonight. We just wanted to invite you and your wife to join us at the rehearsal dinner after we finish the walkthrough for the ceremony.”

“It’s very nice to meet you and thank you for the invitation. My name is Norman Stewart and you can call me either Pastor or Pastor Norman. My wife and I will be happy to join you for dinner, but I’ll call my wife and tell her that she doesn’t have to fix a meal for later. Would you like me to show you around?”

“That would be very nice and we’d appreciate it.”

It took about a half hour for him to point out the various locations of interest, such as the room we’d be waiting in while the guests were arriving. Since we were both having our mothers walk us down the aisle, we’d be waiting in the room that the bride usually stayed in before the ceremony. Since our dads will be our best men, they’ll be waiting in the room where the groom typically waited.

Pastor Norman also pointed out the altar and where we’d be standing during the ceremony, and then he asked us a couple of questions. “Seeing you’re here, I’ll be able to clear up a few items, and doing this will save time at the rehearsal. Is that ok with you?”

“Yes, that’s fine,” we replied together.

“When it comes to your vows, there are two options…” he began, but I interrupted him.

“Pastor Norman, we’ve written our own vows.”

“I’m glad you told me that, and I’ll allow you to say what you want first, but then you’ll have to recite the standard vows after you’ve read what you’ve written. Just tell me which of these options you’d prefer.”

We listened to him explain the two options, and we chose the second one. After that had been settled, he asked us another question. “Are you planning on exchanging rings?”

“Yes, we are.”

“Then once again you have two options to choose from.”

After he explained both options, we again chose the second one. We also agreed on which scripture verses he should use during the ceremony, and then he spoke one final time.

“I’m glad you stopped by, because this will save us a lot of time this evening and we’ll only have to perform a quick walk through to show everyone what they’ll be doing.”

“Thank you, and we’ll see you back here at 6:30.”

After we got in the SUV, I called the restaurant quickly to inform them there would be two more at our reception dinner. I also gave them a rough idea as to when we’d arrive. After that, we drove over to the jeweler’s so we could pick up the rings before returning home.

Lonny, Clint, and Daniel called around 4:00 to let us know they’d arrived in Jamesville.

“I took a half a day off so we wouldn’t have to rush. We’ve checked in at the Jamesville Quality Inn so we could shower and change for the rehearsal. I want to warn you that I’ve got two teenagers with me who are chomping at the bit to see you two again.”

“Yeah, we can hardly wait!” they both shouted from the background.

“And we’re excited about seeing you again as well,” I replied.

“Then we’ll see you at the church at 6:30,” Lonny added before we ended the call.

I’m glad they were taking advantage of the arrangements we’d made. My dad had booked most of the rooms for the out-of-town guests, so they wouldn’t have to look for a place to stay. They’ll all be arriving either later tonight or early tomorrow morning to attend the wedding ceremony and reception. Some of them will need a place to stay tonight, and they’ll all need a place to stay after the reception.

Devin’s parents will be staying with us in the guest room, so we went upstairs to change the sheets and make the bed so it would be ready for them when they arrived. After that, we decided to shower and change, so we’d be ready when our parents arrived.

Ma and Pa pulled in the driveway first, so we went out to greet them. “You two must be excited that you’ll soon be married,” Ma said as we approached.

“You’ve got that right, Mom. It seems like I’ve been waiting forever for this to happen.”

“Me too. I never thought I’d see Devin again after you moved away from Jamesville, and now our dream is about to come true.”

“I’m glad you boys are excited about this, but I didn’t think you were going to get married here, since you talked about waiting until after you got jobs.”

“Yeah, we know,” I agreed, “but I finally decided it would be better if we did it here, and Devin agreed.”

“I believe this will work out best for everyone,” Pa followed, “and my dad and granddad will be arriving in the morning with their wives.”

“Great! I can’t wait to see them again.”

We carried their things inside and allowed them time to get settled in, and then we all sat down in the living room to chat as we waited for my parents to arrive. They showed up about a half hour later.

“Oh, I see everyone is here already,” Mom said when she walked in. “Just give Mike and me a few minutes to freshen up first and then we’ll head down to the church.”

“Take your time,” Ma replied. “We’ve got plenty of time to get there.”

When we arrived at the church, we were greeted by Pastor Norman and his wife. They also greeted Lonny, Clint, and Daniel when they arrived, and then Pastor Norman showed our parents where they’d be waiting with us. While he was doing that, I explained to Lonny, Clint, and Daniel that they’d be stationed at the main door to lead the guests to their seats.

“The front rows will be reserved for our parents, and my parents will sit on the left side and Devin’s parents on the right side. You won’t have to walk them to their seats though, because they’re part of the wedding party. The second row will be for our grandparents, and Devin’s great uncle and his wife will be sitting with Devin’s grandfather and his wife.”

“Will they tell us who they are, because we don’t know them?”

“Just ask them when they enter if they’re related to Michael or Devin, and I’m sure they’ll tell you who they are. Once you know that, ask them to follow you and you’ll lead them to their seats. My aunt, uncle, and cousins will be coming, so seat them in the row behind my grandparents.”

“What if they’re just friends?”

“Usually, you’d ask if they want to sit on the bride’s side or the groom’s side, but since we’re both grooms, just ask them if they want to sit on Michael’s side or Devin’s side. I’m sure they let you know their preference, and then you can ask them to follow you to their seats, and you’ll take them to the next open pew on that side.”

“So, your side is on the left and Devin’s side is on the right?” Clint followed.

“Yes, that’s the way we’re doing it.”

Pastor Norman and my parents came out before I finished and waited quietly until I was done, and then Pastor Norman explained what would happen next.

“As soon as all of the guests are seated, the usher can let the best men know it’s time to come out and join them. My wife, who is the organist, will then start playing Pachelbel’s Canon in D, and the wedding party will make their way to the front of the church. The best men will walk down the aisle first, and then the ushers will walk very slowly, one at a time to their place at the front of the church. I’ll leave it up to you what order you do it in.”

“But we don’t know where we’re supposed to stand,” Clint blurted out.

“You and Daniel can stand to the left of my dad, and Lonny, you can stand to the right of Devin’s dad.” They looked relieved when I told them that.

“And after all of you are in your places at the front of the church, my wife will start playing Debussy’s Clair de Lune. That will be the cue for the grooms, who will be escorted by their mothers, to start making their way down the aisle. So, if all of you will get to your starting positions, I’ll signal my wife to start playing.”

As soon as the Canon in D started, the best men and ushers made their way down the aisle, with Dad going first, followed by Pa, Clint, Daniel, and Lonny. When they were all in their places, the organist started playing Clair de Lune. That’s when Devin, and then I, walked arm-in-arm with our mothers down the aisle.

Pastor Norman than explained what would happen throughout the remainder of the service, and then advised us about the recessional. “Of course, the married couple will go first, followed by the best men and their wives, and then the ushers. After that, the pews will empty from the front of the church to the back.

Now that we had finished, I asked Pastor Norman a question. “Do you want to follow us to the restaurant?”

“No, that won’t be necessary. My wife and I are very familiar with the Shamrock Family Restaurant.”

“Ok, then we’ll meet you there.”

When we arrived at the restaurant, we were led over to a corner of the dining room where we wouldn’t have as many other diners to deal with. We ordered our meals and ate first, and when we were through eating, I pulled out the fabric bag with the wedding gifts inside and I began to speak.

“Devin and I have a little something for each of you,” I began, and then we started passing out the gifts, starting with our moms.

“Oh, this is lovely,” Mom gushed, “and it has my birthstone in it as well.”

“And if you open the heart locket, there’s a photo of Devin and Michael inside,” Ma pointed out.

“Oh, these are wonderful,” Mom added, as she enjoyed her sterling silver heart-shaped locket on a silver chain.

Then we handed out the gifts to Dad, Pa, and Lonny. “I don’t understand?” Dad stated after he opened his. “There are three different colored stones on the tie clasp.” We’d given each of those three a sterling silver tie clasp with three stones in it.

“Yes, your, Pa, and Lonny’s birthstone are in the middle, with Devin’s and my birthstone on either side.”

“Oh, now I understand and I love it.”

“And their very handsome,” Pa added. “I’ll be proud to use this when I wear a tie.”

“I will as well,” Lonny added. “Thank you.”

Now we handed out the gifts to Clint and Daniel. “Wow, these are really nice,” Clint stated.

“Yeah, and they’ve got three stones in them too, just like the tie clasps.” We’d given them a sterling silver bead bracelet, and in the middle, opposite the clasp, was a solid piece of sterling silver with the three birthstones.

“Yes, your birthstone is in the center, with ours on either side of it,” I pointed out.

I then approached Pastor Norman and handed him an envelope. “You can open it, if you want,” I informed him. Inside was one of the lovely ‘Thank You’ cards that we’d purchased, along with two $100.00 bills.

“This is very generous of you,” he said as he showed it to his wife.

“That’s for you and your wife, because we appreciate what you’re doing for us and it’s our way of thanking you. We’ll be giving you a second envelope after the ceremony tomorrow as a donation to the church.”

When we left the restaurant, we suggested Lonny follow us to our house for a short time. “I made brownies earlier and you can have them plain or with vanilla ice cream.”

“And I’ll make a pot of coffee,” Mom added.

“And I’m sure we must have a couple of sodas in the fridge for the boys,” Dad followed.

“Ok, we’ll be right behind you then.”

When we got to the house, we all went inside, and Mom quickly began making a pot of coffee while Devin and I began preparing the desserts. Our parents and Lonny were sitting around the dining room table as they ate and chatted, while Devin and I sat with Clint and Daniel around the counter in the kitchen.

“The brownie is very good,” Clint said.

“Yeah, and the ice cream makes it even better,” Daniel added.

“And we have two more gifts for the two of you,” I said as I retrieved two 5×7 photos that we’d placed in frames. “These are to remind you of us.”

“Thanks,” they both said as they came over to give us a hug.

After Lonny, Clint, and Daniel left for the Quality Inn about twenty minutes later, Devin and I told our parents we had something else for them before they went up to their rooms. We then handed our parents two 5×7 photos in frames, along with an 8×10 frame with an identical photo. They, along with the ones we gave Clint and Daniel, were professional photos that we had taken during one of our trips into town.

“You can keep the larger photo in the living room and you can either take the smaller photos in to work and place it on your desk, or put it on your nightstand in the bedroom.”

“I’m taking mine into work,” Mom said, and Dad quickly agreed with her, and then they thanked both of us before heading upstairs and turning in.

Devin and I washed up the dessert dishes quickly after they left, and then we went upstairs to get ready for bed as well. Tomorrow is going to be a very special day.

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