Have
I told the tale of the Danish Bride? It all happened in 1966.
Dorte
Meyer, a young
student
from Copenhagen, was traveling through the United
States
when she wandered through Santa Fe. At the downtown Plaza Bar, she
met 28
year old Santa
Fean Anton Miller and it was love at first sight.
When
Miller proposed marriage, Dorte was agreeable but she wanted to
observe old Danish wedding customs. The first of which, it turned
out, involved the bride's
shoes. The custom in Denmark required the young couple to collect
pennies in a champagne bottle – from friends, family, even
strangers – and use that money to buy the bride's wedding shoes.
Apparently, it was bad luck to obtain the shoes any other way.
So
Anton and Dorte acquired a large champagne bottle and posted it on
the counter at the Plaza Bar, with a little note explaining its
purpose. Soon enough, the jug began to fill with pennies.
Plans
were made for the wedding, the license, flowers, justice of the peace
and about a month later, the wedding day came. Gene Petchesky, owner
of the downtown Guarantee store was contacted and asked if he would
sell the bride her wedding shoes in the Danish Custom. Gene, a smart
businessman, said yes even though he had no idea what the Danish
custom might be.
Anton
Miller arrived to pick up his bride on a bicycle, placed her on the
cross bar and pedaled over to the Plaza Bar. There, they retrieved a
full champagne bottle of pennies and pedaled over to the Guarantee
Store. There, the bride tried on every pair of white shoes in stock,
finally settling on the first pair she had tried on. That, I
believe, is an American custom.
When
it came time to pay, the bride called for the champagne bottle,
pulled a hammer out of her purse and smashed the bottle, spraying
pennies everywhere. All this to the astonishment of Gene Petcheskey
and his staff. But once the custom was explained, Petcheskey took it
in good humor and set his staff to count the pennies – $15.91 –
which he accepted as payment.
Then
the couple pedaled to the Justice of the Peace for the ceremony but
there was a short delay as the best man was sent back home for the
forgotten marriage license. He also made a short detour for flowers
which the groom had also forgotten. The best man didn't say where he
got the flowers, but he did say that it was lucky he lived next door
to a cemetery.
After
the ceremony, the happy couple repaired to the Plaza Bar for the
reception where
the bride was treated to an ice cream sherbet and
the
wedding party
toasted
with
traditional Swedish gloegg,
a hot spiced drink. Apparently pretty potent as well, because the
groom – barely wed 4 hours – was later
arrested
on Lincoln Avenue for public drunkenness and drunk driving on a
bicycle. The complaint was lodged by his parents, Mr.
and Mrs.
Harry
Miller of Garcia Street, who weren't able to convince their
intoxicated son to come home.
Oh,
carrying
a
bride on a bicycle is also a Danish
custom but not in this case. Between them, Anton Miller and Dorte
Meyer owned six cars and one airplane but none of them worked. And
they owned
two bicycles, but one of them had been stolen earlier in the week.
So, as
it happened, the
one bicycle was all the transportation they had.
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