Chapter 33Wills and I flew into MacArthur Airport on Saturday, August 30. The temperature was in the high eighties, and I hoped the next day would be cooler.
We rented a Corvette Stingray and drove to the Terryville Inn, where we’d booked a suite. We’d have our ceremony and reception there, and its location, about five miles away from his Uncle Jake’s place in Port Jefferson, made it convenient for family and friends.
Ma, Poppa, and Casey had also flown up that day, but Jack and Jill had arrived a few days earlier with JR, Marti, and Pat, and to our surprise, Alice was with them also. They were staying in Seaford, with Jack’s parents. I’d liked the older Mathesons a lot when I’d met them.
Better than his other grandparents as it turned out.
The Inn’s wedding organizer walked us through
