If you’re not from here, you have yet to experience a county redneck wedding.  Just about 
every week in the local paper, there’s a photo of some couple—he’ll look like 
Quasimodo…or sometimes she will—and she’s this hippo dressed up in a 
full, formal wedding dress—living proof that out there somewhere, there’s 
somebody for everyone.  And then there’ll be this long—and I mean 
long—article, written illiterately by the bride’s mother, probably, about 
how “the bride, Mabel Loo Watkins, had a china shower (at the home of 
Brendetha Watkins) and a linen shower (hosted by Myrtle Watkins), followed by a 
Tupperware shower (at the home of Gailinda Martin Watkins) and a glassware 
shower (hosted by the entire Baptist Women’s Auxiliary of the County), and 
finally, a bath and shower shower (at the home of Agnes Lee Parkerinson 
Spittootle, the bride’s maternal grandmother).”  
     Then they’ll have a full regalia 
ceremony at the Holy Mother of the Divine Light and Eternal Flame Baptist 
Church, followed by a reception in the Fellowship Hall, where everyone eats 
sausage  biscuits and warm yellow potato salad and drinks that fruit punch with 
the green sherbet floating in some cleaned-up thing that the cows drink out of 
during the week.  Then the attendees all go back home, change out of their good, 
church-goin’ clothes and into overalls and shirts and go shovel pig or horse 
manure, while the happy bride and groom drive off to Richmond for a hot week at 
a Motel 6—“with indoor pool and sauna”--before they come back to store 
all the crap she got at the china shower (at the home of Brendetha Watkins) and 
a linen shower (hosted by Myrtle Watkins), followed by a Tupperware shower (at 
the home of Gailinda Martin Watkins) and a glassware shower (hosted by the 
entire Baptist Women’s Auxiliary of the County) and finally, a bath and 
shower shower (at the home of Agnes Lee Parkerinson Spittootle, the bride’s 
maternal grandmother) in one of those pre-fabricated, 
put-it-together-yourself (some assembly required) aluminum storage sheds 
that they’ll erect behind their two-bedroom rented trailer in the Route 605 
Trailer Court, the one with the picturesque view of the rock quarry, the water 
tower, the sewage-treatment plant, and the billboard for Al’s Ford and Used 
Cars.
          Yeah, that’s what the 
typical wedding is like in our county.
 
 
 
 
 
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