It was the perfect evening. At just the right time I handed my beautiful bride of 35 years a rose as a symbol of my love and abiding affection. This was such a sweet and precious time. The photo was taken, one which I will be able to treasure for a lifetime and then I look...whoa, wait a minute, how did Pat Jones get in this shot? The photographer doesn’t notice and now I am left with this wonderful memory of Nancy, myself and Pat.