Story time! When we announced we were getting married (a couple of months after we met!), people associated with her family volunteered all sorts of services for free. Approaching the wedding date, a few days before, we realized we didn't have a videographer. She had an older but good camcorder, so her brother volunteered to film the ceremony. She gave it to him the morning of the wedding. After the ceremony and before the reception, he came up and said "The battery died just after you (her) walked out." Bummer. Especially since the pastor provided us with some kick-ass vows, which weren't the standard blather. A few years into us being married, I emailed the pastor and asked him if he happened to have those. He did. I'd been sitting on them for 7 years. Put them down on funky paper women like, in purple (her favorite color). On a printer, so people don't think I hired a 7 year old, with my handwriting. In funky cursive that women like so much. That was her gift, a repeat of the kick-ass vows on paper, which she thought was lost to the wind. Brought tears to her eyes and got me a squashing bearhug (it was before we took the girl to school). Jon