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Page 14 TERRACE BAY NEWS DUNCAN-O'BRIEN (continued) »y A crown of pearls ee veil of tulle and SUGAR eS AND SPICE she carried a semi-coscade of yellow roses in wedd- ' ing bell style. Attending the bride were her two sisters, Miss Sharo rd Bill Smiley O'Brien as bridesmaid and Mary Lynne O'Brien as flower girl - Their similar floor length pens ee Life do go on. Always the own wife answer! It seems al- of lace over taffeta in gold with scooped neckline. same, and always different. most indecent or something, as A large rosette and streamers of gold satin trimmed Bits and pieces make up the' though you had a kept woman. ° : patchwork quilt that covers But three or four hours lat- the front of the bodice and they wore matching shoes.] our nakedness. sik: alta spntiee spats douet te Their head-dresses were matching rosettes and pearls And bits and pieces of a fighting over finances, apolo- a d with fl il d th Siad typical weekend will make up gizing because you haven't got eters wee Y, aesy VOUS Gr ey carried nosegays! this column. I'm no richer or the storm windows on yet, and of white carnations tipped with blue. Ata breakfast | poorer, sadder or happier, wis- promising that you're going fe help - Kim with her Latin, ° » ; vita & er or otherwiser. Just a week in the Guild Hall, J.P. Guina the bride's godfather, older, with a few more patches. things are right back to nor- proposed a toast to the bride. A reception was held | Some red, some black, some mal. November 16, 1967 in the Town Hall in the afternoon. The bride's mothe received in a navy two.piece silk knit suit, pink and gold'hat; 'complimented by a mink stole, navy access ories and pink carnation corsage. The bridegroom's mother wore' a beige wool knit suit with hat and accessories in brown with a corsage of yellow roses. . For a honeymoon in the United States the bride travelled in a two piece jade green wool suit, pink and black: feathered hat and black accessories. Her corsage was of pink carnations. » The couple will make their home in Red Lake. Prior to her marriage the bride was entertained at a shower in the Guild Hall arranged by friends, by Mrs. Victor Costa at a kitchen shower and by her parents ata dinner party. The bridegroom's parents gave a rehearsal party. Out-of-town guests were Donald MzGuire, Demerce Centre, Quebec, Miss Cathy O'Brien, Pembroke, Mrs. Helen Duncan, Mr. & Mrs. E. Jessiman, Oak- ville, Ontario, Mr. & Mrs. Leo Bryar, Marathon, Mr. & Mrs. Lorne McBride, Terrace Bay, Mr. & Mrs. Casey McBride, White River, Mr. & Mrs. J,C.Paske Mr. & Mrs. Theo Ryan, Port Arthur, Mrs. Joe Potvin, Miss Pat Potvin, Mrs. Frank Holland, Fort William and Stan Lif, Red Lake. UNITED CHURCH WOMEN MEET Plans were made at the November meeting to hold a Centennial Festival on December 2 from 2.30 to 5- p.m. in the town hall. Members are asked to wear Centennial gowns. There will be a bazaar table. Mrs. John Spillane presided for the meeting and Rev. E.C. Prinselaar took the devotional period. A donation was made to the John Milton Society for the blind. Mrs. Oscar Niemi, sewing convenor, | reported orders being received for (see Page 13) yellow. Making a motley. Kim was badly shaken when a friend of hers, a 16-year-old girl, was killed an hour after she was talking to her. The child's neck was broken. The boy driving didn't have his li- cense, had little experience, hit an icy patch, and couldn't cope. One young life snuffed. Pointlessly, uselessly. This is hard to take when you're young; and my daughter took it hard. And it's pretty hard for an ordinary muddle- headed man to explain that od is too busy to go running around preventing every auto accident and catching every lit- tle sparrow that falls, regard- less of the old hymn. : Nearly cracked up myself on Saturday. Burling _ happily along the highway when we ran smack into a stretch of wet , Snow, with no warning. Every- body on the brakes. Thought I was going to mount a Volks- wagen in front of me. Decided to go around him, rather than over. Took a beautiful four- skid sashay, during which two other cars passed me, one on each side. Heart stopped thudding af- ter I'd passed two cars in the ditch. Turned to Kim, who's learning to drive, and_ said coolly, "Did you notice that technique for getting out of a skid? Just turn the wheel into the skid." She gave me a long, hard look that she has learned from her mother, and snorted, which she has also learned from the same source. We were on our way to spend the weekend with the Old Lady, at her pad in the city. What a peculiar feeling to enter a_ strange apartment building, go up an _ elevator, walk along a hall, knock on a strange door, and have your And it's difficult to prolong that sinful feeling that you're keeping a mistress when you go to bed with a woman, and there's a great lump of a daughter sleeping on the floor, an air mattress and a sleeping bag, two feet from you. : That ait mattress allowed me to deliver one of the last great puns of my life. I knew this cute gal on our staff had a mattress. We talked about me borrowing it. And the other day, in the staff room, I asked, in loud clear tones, "Miss S... Could we get together on that mattress?" As all heads swung toward us with fascination, I waited to see whether she'd slug me, or laugh. She laughed. So did the others, but some of the old ducks rather nervously. My wife has a nice little apartment, but one weekend in it nearly drove me up the cur- tains. There's no place to hide and read, or look at yourself in the mirror, or cut your toe- nails. Except the bathroom. And you can only stay in there so long. At home, there are all sorts of nooks and crannies for looking at your navel, or pick- ing fluff out of your belly- button. Well, 24 hours of telling her she could pass the year, if she'd stop worrying. That's like telling Niagara it could be a nice little trout stream if it would stop falling. And home, with Kim driv- ing, and me twitching. And col- umn to write and lessons to prepare and Hallowe'en candy to be bought. And that fears- some washing machine still to be tackled. Think I'll have a snort and go to the coin laundry.