A peculiar date to get married

2 min readApr 1, 2023
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It is April Fools’ Day.

Many years ago, on April Fools’ Day, my parents made a slapdash trip southward into the USA to get married.

Who chooses to marry on April Fools’ Day? I am always amused when I think about the absurdity of the entire situation. Like, what the H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks were they thinking?

Something tells me that they weren’t thinking about the implications of their choices. They were simply doing. Doing what the socio-religious rules of the day combined with their biological urges dictated.

It was a time when one pretended to adhere to religious and social doctrine. They faked chastity and purity because that’s what was required to fit into society. Getting “hitched” eliminated small-town rumours even if the marriage license did bring with it a plethora of more complicated problems.

Dad was only 20 years old on their wedding day - not even legal to consume alcohol. Yet he could drive to another country and sign a binding, life-long contract with my mom. She was the ripe old age of 23 at the time. After swearing their *sacred* vows at a courthouse, they visited a local bar where my dad was kicked out for being underage. How does any of this story make sense?




Observer of life. In most cases, there is always more to the story.