The Third WeddingWeddings themselves tend to be pretty standard fare and this one was no exception. James stood with his father and Kerry with her mother. Eileen walked down the aisle alone, following Andi and Suzanne. St. Mary’s was full, largely with members of Tom’s (and now Eileen’s) Chappaqua crowd as well as relatives, including some of Eileen’s and her late husband Michael’s siblings and their families, and work colleagues, and assorted friends.
One person was noticeably absent from the Church’s nave. Eric Nelson was in the choir loft. He had volunteered to play the music at the ceremony and savored the chance to try out his piano skills on St. Mary’s pipe-organ. Early arrivals were greeted by a hodgepodge of jazz and rock and, of course, Bach. He was not alone. Sitting on the orga
