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Exactly 35 years ago today, Jeannie Zarker put on a floral orange skirt and top combo and laced up her brown boots. Russ Frisbie wore the one suit he owned, combed his shaggy hair, and let Jeannie help him with his bowtie. Then it was off to the Town Hall of a city they hardly knew. The room was mostly filled with strangers, though Jeannie’s older sister, Leslie, had flown taken the train from Florence over to Prague for the occasion, and Russell’s parents were naturally present, since they lived there at the time. They exchanged rings, kissed, signed some papers, fed each other cake, and rode off in a horse-drawn carriage. They hadn’t even known each other a year.

Three and a half decades later, and those papers are still valid, though one of the rings was lost, and the other one was melted down to create two new ones. And, well, we’re here. Considerably older than either of them at the time, and eager to retrace their life together through stories, photos, videos, music, and most importantly HUMOR, in a sort of multi-media digital tribute to our loving parental units and their immense love for each other.

-Claire and Meg

**Please note that we were either not present or perhaps not old enough to really count as being present for many of the stories we will be recounting. They’re the product of what we’ve chosen to remember over the years, plus a little imagination. But that just makes things more fun, or at least we think so. Feel free to correct us in the comments, or to suggest stories/tidbits via email.