Twenty years ago today, John and I ran off to Carmel Valley and got married. It was the third anniversary of our first date, so we decided to go with the St. Patrick's Day theme, and give a nod to our heritage as well. John wore a green tie, and I had a little handkerchief embroidered with green shamrocks. We even found a minister by the name of Pat O'Brien (seriously!) to marry us.
March 17, 1992
Recently, a nice older gentleman we had just met asked us if we were newlyweds. We chuckled, and replied that it just felt like it.