It’s one week before the total solar eclipse that is going directly over our city in Western New York State on April 8, 2024. My phone rings about 10:00 AM and it’s my son calling. Often that timing means something is not quite right in his life, but this time he fools me. The news is he and his girlfriend of 13 years have decided to get married.

Cool! Amazing! When?

During the eclipse!

 What?  In a flash; we are pulling a wedding together in six days. It’s a pot-luck and I get to make the wedding cake. Yippee!