The wedding invitation lay on the kitchen table. I read it several times. Cousin Henry was getting married on Thanksgiving and I really wanted to go but I was very doubtful that LV would be allowed to go and I didn't want to go without him.
Mom and Daddy started making plans to attend the wedding. They woud leave on Wednesday attend the wedding on Thursday and be home by Friday evening. John would get to go with them but I would be staying at home and take care of my younger brothers. Our church always had services on Thanksgiving and I would have to pull a little wagon to church with Ivan and Raymond since they were still too young to walk that far. I wasn't looking forward to that and debated staying at home rather than having to go to church with a wagon.
The next Sunday the bishop announced there would be a wedding in our church district on Thanksgiving. I immediately knew that I would have to attend and take my little brothers as well if I wanted to be with LV at the evening reception when the youth would be there.
Wednesday morning arrived and Daddy,Mom, and John left for New York to attend the wedding. Mom told me I could invite some of my friends for lunch and a pleasant afternoon of visiting after the wedding ceremony since the visiting youth from the neighboring districts had to find some place to go until it was time for the evening meal when we would all go to the reception.
They weren't gone for long before I got a grand idea. I wouldn't be inviting any of my friends but instead I would get David to invite LV for lunch since his parents would be invited to the noon reception and he would be at home alone.
I spent all day cooking and cleaning with visions of a grand meal that I would be serving the next day. Knowing it would be somewhat of a challenge to to get everything done I prepared everything I could ahead of time and also cooked the turkey so I could just heat it up after we got home from church the next day.
To be continued