Gerald L. Painter

I met the Painters at Maureen's wedding to Craig. During the ceremony, Maureen had a scratchy throat, so the minister leaned over and asked me, the short groomsman on the end, to go get Maureen a glass of water. I turned and walked back down the isle. I thought Gerald was going to tackle me and get me back in place. I eventually found water, and all was well, the the wedding was beautiful. Years later my wife and I vacationed with the Vaneks and the Painters several times, and got to...