| This is the church... |
| This is the steeple... |
| Open the door... |
| ...but where are the people? |
| Oh, here come some! |
| Now we're cooking, here are David and Deanna with her nieces and nephews. |
| ...and her sisters |
| and parents, Peter and Janet Larson. |
| Pete and I played basketball together back in high school. The first year I think we won only one or two games. Pete was an excellent ball handler though. |
| The Kilpela bros. |
| Tauno Kilpela, 92 and still going strong. |
| I am a very lucky man. I have four beautiful daughters and I didn't have to raise any of them. Keep loving each other, girls. You are gifts to each other. |
| Lasse, Jeni & Mik |
| Bete Gris. Mt. Houghton in the backround. |
| Jakala, reindeer moss. |
| Deanna's grandparents, _ and Ray Larson. |
| Guests arrived by boat. |
| Tuovi Kinnunen and Steve Yambor walk the plank. |
| Ready.... |
| Rev. Eskola |
| Here she comes! |
| This has to be a hard moment for any father. I never had to give any daughters away, I've just been accumulating them. |
I noticed that the ring bearer didn't actually bear the ring.
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Flower girls sometimes have issues...
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| I take thee.... |
| Take my word for it, there's a ring in there somewhere. |
| Daniel and Gwen sang. |
Mr. and Mrs. David Kilpela
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| Marja wore her national costume, as she has at all of our sons' weddings. It was perhaps especially fitting in this setting. |
| A lighthouse wedding. |

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