Hangin' on to June by my garden caked fingernails

So much has sent June skidding past . My only remaining aunt ," the Countess" of the Rapp family, gravely ill, has made me think a great deal of family and memories. Her mother, Minnie. died relatively young - partly of overweight and overwork. They went to the church down the road which was the church my great, great grandfather founded out in Millwood. This was most certainly where my father met my mother. Anyway, my maternal Gramma Minnie belonged to the same Ladies Aid Society that my paternal gramma Grace belonged to for many years. I don't remember Gramma Minnie but Gramma Grace was my guide and my rock through many of life's trials.
One of the fun things I remember about some of the summer days I stayed with her and Daddy Wash at the farm was the Ladies Aid Society meeting. There were many but the one I remember most was in June when I was ten or eleven. The ladies had decided to stage a "mock wedding" and Gramma Grace had volunteered to host it at her house. I was given responsibility for getting the decorations and music around. The funny part was that the entire wedding party and guests were ladies ( is that the opposite of drag?). The ladies portraying guys-groom, best man, minister were wearing someone's best suit; there were roars of laughter when they appeared in the parlor. I think I found the veil (lace curtain) for the bride. The decorations were white paper streamers and bells. There were plenty of roses for the bride's bouquet. I picked from several bushes. My favorite was a double powder puff pink located immediately off the front porch . They perfumed the entire house. Music was contemporary for the day; "Because"and "Always". It was a formidable task keeping the wedding party and the guests in line because they were all laughing so hard it was like they were on drugs or something . You can be sure that was an impossibility!!!!