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July, 1997
Contributed By Rachel Coburn Broderick
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JULY, 1997: Central New Jersey, USA: -

I take the train out to New Jersey from my home in New York in order to find a place to have the wedding. After a long day riding the open Jersey highway with my mother, (what is this, a
Springsteen song?) it's down to three places: a fancy hotel, a understated country club, and a mansion that sits on the campus of a private school.

I won't lie to you, my first choice was the mansion. It was grande and elegant, stunning and classy. Fresco ceilings and scuffed wood floors. You get the idea.

But it's completely impractical, as the mansion is out of our price range. Meaning, it's really expensive. Also, everything would have to be done a la carte, meaning that we'd have to contract out every job. We'd have to hire a caterer for the food, the flatware, the china, crystal, and waiters. We'd have to hire a party service for the linens, chairs, and tables. Not to
mention the DJ or band, photographer, videographer, and florist. And surely we'd have to hire a wedding coordinator to handle all that!

That said, the final choice is the understated country club. Why? Because it was very reasonably priced. Because the location was five minutes away from the town Ryan and I grew up in, and where our parents still live today. Because we were having a day wedding and the room had windows on two sides,
windows that showed a view that was (and is) absolutely spectacular, a stunning golf course dotted with trees and ponds and hills and gazebos.

Martha Stewart would probably have chosen the private school mansion, but the country club was for us.

I was quickly realizing that practicality does play a part in one's wedding, despite the girlhood visions of fairy-tales and castles and Prince Charming. In fact, one soon discovers that a wedding is as similar to those fantasies as one's fiancé is to Prince Charming...meaning, not much. The reality is that a wedding has to fit into your life, not vice-versa.

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