Liberdoni Wedding Weekend

Well I have officially survived the wedding extravaganza of the summer… barely.  Although the main event took place 3 days ago, I still feel like the walking dead.  But it was well worth it and an event to remember, from what I remember. 

This past Saturday Eric Liberdoni, who has been like another little brother to me and an extension of the Brooks family for the past 26 yrs, married his longtime girlfriend Stephanie Wright Liberdoni.  Eric’s family owns a boys camp on Lake Bournedale down on the Cape.  We had full run of the camp and an event that most people celebrate in one day, was turned into a 3 day affair.  Most people went down Thursday night or Friday and stayed in the cabins on site.  Since no one had to drive anywhere, and there always seemed to be a tapped keg, you can imagine the shenanigans and lowered inhibitions. 

But all antics aside it was a beautiful ceremony.  Officiated by Frank (Howdy) Crisco, also a longtime family friend, Eric and Steph tied the knot outside on the waterfront.  The weather cooperated for the most part, but the shit bombing seagulls that ambushed us in the back row were not as cooperative.  It was chilly and it was windy (and I was splattered in bird poo), but the sun was shining and it was a gorgeous day.  

Soon after the vows were said, the “official celebrations” began and kept going into the wee hours of the night.  There was a late night beachfront bonfire, yet another keg, and at some point a gazillion pizzas were delivered.

I did manage to break away from the beer long enough to go check out the town of Plymouth, Mass… aka Americas hometown.  And what a cool town it is.  The architecture is amazing, w/houses and buildings dating back to the early days of our founding fathers.  I managed to snap a few shots of Plymouth Rock (which is much grander in theory) and go figure, the Mayflower which has been docked in that harbor since 1602, was hauled from the water back in December and hasn’t be back since (dry-rot issues). 

So thank you again Sherryl and Alan for coordinating a lovely weekend event and allowing us to share this special time with you.  Everyone was on their best behavior and other than a few sets of lost keys (not mine), and many a hangover, there were no major incidents to report.  Steph and Eric, my best wishes to you both.  May your love for each other grow stronger and deeper as you continue your journey through life.   Mazel Tov!!