My Father Pushed Me Into a Fountain at My Sister’s Wedding—Then He Met the Husband I’d Kept Private for Three Years
It needed to fit two people.
Judge Weston was willing to speak with us about the narrow factual questions he could help identify, as an acquaintance rather than a judge presiding over my family.
He could read the names and dates on our certificate.
He could not authenticate an official marriage record merely by recognizing a seal or putting his initials on a copy.
We obtained the proper certified record through the issuing office.
June’s witness account was separate from that official confirmation.
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