The reception took place at a Chinese restaurant in Cho Lon Province. We had a blast... celebrating with family and friends. We're back to work as husband and wife in the following Monday with a big hangover. No honeymoon... can you imagine that?? But we're very happy, full of love, and contend with our life. Here are few wedding photos from my old album ...
Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful; it is not arrogant or rude (I Corinthians) —Bible
On the day of our wedding Fred with his best men Captain Meyers (L) and Tom Brozowsky (R) carried traditional Vietnamese dowdry trays of beetle nuts and leaves, fruits and whiskies) to his bride's home for ceremony. The trays are covered with satin red cloth. Picture below was Fred and my older brother Vinh Phu who died shortly after our first child (Steven) was born.Our custom is that the groom must buy jewelries (ring and earings) for his bride and he has to present the dowdry in front of her parents before the ceremony.
At left - Fred putting a ring on my finger while my mom putting earing on me with the help of my aunt. Dad is observing at right.
Walking out to the car belongs to Tom Browzowki which he decorated with flowers for us and heading to the reception...
Here are some pics at the reception...
Above is Fred, my Mom, me and my Dad
"One of the oldest human needs is to have someone to wonder
where you are when you don't come home at night."
—Margaret Mead
Here we're going around each table to greet family, friends and receive well wishes and toast... lot of toasts.
Our wedding cake... though its small, sweet, and oh so... very romantic.
"We all mold one another's dreams.
We all hold each other's fragile hopes in our hands.
We all touch other's hearts."
—Unknown
Above left is our boss, Colonel Anderson is giving us best wishes. Fred is watching me gulping down a shot of toast.
More well-wishes and lots of toasts.
Pouring a beer for my husband, and sitting down with friend.
"One of the oldest human needs is to have someone to wonder
where you are when you don't come home at night."
—Margaret Mead
Here we're going around each table to greet family, friends and receive well wishes and toast... lot of toasts.
Our wedding cake... though its small, sweet, and oh so... very romantic.
"We all mold one another's dreams.
We all hold each other's fragile hopes in our hands.
We all touch other's hearts."
—Unknown
Above left is our boss, Colonel Anderson is giving us best wishes. Fred is watching me gulping down a shot of toast.
More well-wishes and lots of toasts.
Pouring a beer for my husband, and sitting down with friend.
With my sisters, cousin, niece (PhuongDung), and my sister-in-law.
Picture at is with PhuongAnh, my younger sister.