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I went to a Wedding at the old Packard Proving Grounds. As I watched the Bride walk down the aisle, I noticed there was no runner. Her train fell to the floor in elegant lace. That is when I realized how much she was in love. She traversed cracked concrete on such a Her day. She did not comlain about her oil stain. Love was beaming off both of them so very much. It was a joy to participate.