The second set of vows on this page were the vows that Marc and I spoke to each other on 6 August 1988 at the Grace Lutheran Church in Palo Alto, Santa Clara County, California. I remember not a single word and, in fact, very little of that day at all. I remember that in the middle of the ceremony, Marc whispered without moving his lips that there was a plastic cow in his pocket. And I remember my dad made me laugh walking down the aisle. But that’s about it.