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This was taken in 1937. Ann married Bob when I was about four. The wedding was at the Halle house on Harcourt drive at the top of Cedar Hill. I remember the event well, because I leaned over to Sam and Gandi's dog, a dacshaunt (spelled wrong - wiener dog) who was lying on his back waiting for a pat, and he peed on me and my grey flannel shorts. I was very embarrassed! Now I know that children are easily embarrassed and mortified. So I do my best to prevent that. I did so bringing up my two godsons -- Adam and David Outerbridge.They are now 30 and I will introduce you to them soon.