The wedding was set for seven-thirty Saturday night and all the tem- perance personnel were in place by seven-fifteen. First came Annabelle Claassen, who was the secretary-treasurer of the Women’s Christian Temperance Union, then it was Reverend Prediger’s wife Hildegard, the president, and then it was Rayburn Kroeker, who headed up the youth auxiliary.
Next came our parents, who weren’t members of the WCTU but had come to see how their sons looked when they stood up straight and tall. Gary got to seat his parents and I got to seat mine and Bobby Joe got to seat his.All of them said they were friends of the bride, at least the mothers all said this, the fathers weren’t consulted. Billy had parents too, but they never went to weddings because when it came to a choice between going to a wedding and milking the cows, the cows won out every time. The Baumans enjoyed seeing their son stand up straight and tall as much as the next parents, but as ol’ Pete liked to explain it,“A cow ain’t necessarily that dumb of an animal, but I never seen one that could milk hisself.”