My husband and I got married at Putah Creek Lodge in the Arboretum on August 8, 1987. The morning ceremony took place on a gorgeous summer day, under the trees at the west end of the lawn; everything was serenely perfect. Even the ducks waddling around in front of the wedding party were charming.

As we began to recite our sacred vows, a very high-powered motorized model boat suddenly started zipping back and forth across the water directly in front of us. The boat operator was out of sight somewhere down the path, so I am sure he/she didn't realize the disruption to our special day. Our family and friends didn't hear a single word of our vows. After nearly 25 years together, we still laugh about our perfect wedding at the arboretum.