Introducing Mr. and Mrs. Brandon Brown!

May 18, 2014 | 0 comments

The Setting

The Setting

Last evening we had the honor of attending the wedding of Brooke Flood and Brandon “Beau” Brown. It couldn’t have been more perfect – not even if it had been stage-managed by Brooke, herself. Which it might have been; I didn’t think to ask. But the ink is hardly dry on Brook’s degree in Theater from George Fox University where she graduated two weeks ago with a major in theatre and a double minor in acting/directing and tech/design.  (And were we speaking of apples not falling far from the tree?  Brooke’s Mom, Cindy, is President of PAPA, Peninsula Association of Performing Arts, so the credit may well go to her.)

For sure, they had a direct line to the Heavens. The sky was clear and the air calm; there wasn’t so much as a ripple on Loomis Lake, the lovely backdrop for the ceremony which took place at the Flood Farm where Brooke grew up. The six bridesmaids were beautiful in their salmon-pink dresses; the six groomsmen looked natty in white shirts, suspenders and gray slacks. Brooke and Beau positively glowed.

Father and Bride

Father and Bride

And there were so many special touches that made this wedding different from any I have ever attended. For starters, there were two ministers – a man and a woman – who each spoke with humor, with sincerity, and with affection for the young couple whom they seemed to know well. Instead of the traditional giving away of the bride, all four parents went forward to hug both Brooke and Beau and to give bride and groom to one another.

Halfway through the ceremony, Brooke and Beau walked to the rear of the seating area and planted a tree – symbolic of their new, growing life as one. We all caught our collective breath as Brook plunged both hands into the rich soil around the tree roots, all of us trying to imagine how she would manage her ivory satin gown with its ample train on her way back to the wedding bower.  She did just fine, of course. After all, she’s used to dealing with equally impossible requirements on stage. Not so much as a speck on the lovely wedding dress that her mother Cindy wore once-upon-a-time!

The Tree Planting

The Tree Planting

At the reception afterwards, we had time to catch up with the bride’s older brother, Shawn, who like Brooke, had been my student in my class years ago. It was hard for us both to believe that his daughter (who were the flower girl and ‘ring bear’) are about the age Shawn was in those second and third grade years at Ocean Park School .  (And, when I mentioned that to the girls, they just looked at me, and then at their dad, in disbelief.)

We also had a great conversation with Gary, father of the bride, and my principal at Long Beach School during the very years that Brooke was in first, second, and third grade with me. So many memories and connections.

Mr. and Mrs., Beau Brown

Mr. and Mrs., Beau Brown

Best of all, we met the groom and exchanged a few words about the couple’s future. In August they are off to the East Coast where Beau will enter Yale’s master program in Divinity – his goal to get his PhD five or six years hence and perhaps to teach. Meanwhile, Brooke will be looking for a job – “any job at first,” she told me but, hopefully, she’ll also land some work as a stage manager somewhere nearby.

Neither has ever been to Yale or to New Haven or even to Connecticut. They spoke of their future with stars in their eyes. Our wish is that the Heavens continue to smile on them as they begin their adventures as Mr. and Mrs. Beau Brown.

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