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We want to know if Zimmer crashed our wedding (“Married…With Hassles,” In Like Zim, Oct ’20). We don’t remember inviting him, but here are the similarities: we were married in November, at a reception hall, had a six-course meal, served flaming sambuca, and definitely danced the chicken dance. Uncanny!—mark and marilyn hiseler, via email

This summer, the woman who used to help us run a kids’ camp at the cottage held her wedding at the lake. Sadly, not all family could attend due to COVID-19. As the groom’s family is from Newfoundland, they brought a trailer in order to social distance, and we made our kid’s cottage available for other guests.

The bride’s brother is a chef, and he made a multi-course meal for the guests. Grandmother bought flowers and borrowed vases from a local gardening site. Everyone was dressed up, but there were no massive budgets broken, no bridezilla or hysteria, and a few of us drove by