Last weekend, the colors of the trees in Portland, especially those in the Japanese gardens, were, I must admit, just as lovely as those "back east." And, once, from atop the City Grill Restaurant, we were able to catch a glimpse of Mt. Hood through the clouds. I didn't travel to Portland for the scenery, however, but for the wedding of my eldest son Eric and his fiancee, Patti. The ceremony, which took place on Saturday, November 3rd at Portland's quaint Oaks Pioneer Chapel, was officiated by an older American friend of Eric's who did a marvelous job and even uttered a few words of French at the end. The groomsmen were either French or Quebecois and included my two younger sons, Sebastien and Marc, who'd flown over from Paris; Patti's sister was among the bridesmaids.
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