Monday, April 2, 2012

LA and True Romance: Can't Beat That

Steve Latshaw and his bride Tiffanie.

Love happening late in life--the Second Time Around--is a fine thing. My friend Steve had just such a wedding. After the challenges of single parenting--his son grew up and turned out great. And then Steve met Tiffanie.

It was "... that second time you hear your love song sung. Makes you think, perhaps, that love like youth is wasted on the young ..." (Apologies to Sammy Cahn and Jimmy Van Heusen).   

The wedding was outside at The Sportsman's Lodge in Studio City, California. It used to be out in the country, and movie stars went there to fish.

So that is what we celebrated Saturday night in Los Angeles:  our two friends who in this big old wide world were lucky enough to stumble upon each other. He loves old films. She made "Breakfast at Tiffany's" the theme of her wedding ....

I met Steve when we were both working full time in television. Then he moved to LA and began a career in film and became both good at it and successful.  His son Ryan now serves our nation in the US Coast Guard and Ryan and his wife have made Steve a young grandfather. What better gift than to have a son, in uniform, serve as your best man?

Steve's mother escorted by Tiffanie's brother. Ryan Latshaw in uniform next to Steve and the minister.

Ryan Latshaw and Robin when we first met during a shoot Steve directed at Universal Studios Florida.

I had an especially good time because my college roommate Phyllis joined me at the event. She helps plan weddings at her church and loves weddings of all kinds. Matter of fact, I was in Phyllis' wedding. For this event, her husband let me raid his rose garden for the roses I wore in my hair. Weddings were the theme of the weekend.

Who knows how Steve and Tiffanie found each other? Not too many of us would claim he has an even temperament, has no odd or eccentric hobbies, and is easy to get along with. Not as easy as, say, yours truly.

Just kidding.  I am impossible.

So it took someone who couldn't not love him, to take him on.

Thus it was we celebrated.

The Latshaws cut their cake. It was cupcakes, actually. Very 1960s which fit the theme perfectly.

John Conkle's "Joseph's Coat" roses. I borrowed them for my hair. I was in John's wedding. And wore John's roses to Steve's. Kind of like a circle ... 

All my life's a circle, sunrise and sundown
Moon rolls through the night-time till the daybreak comes around
All my life's a circle I can't tell you why
Seasons spinning round again, the years keep rolling by

Seems like I've been here before, and I well remember when
I've got a funny feeling that we'll all be together again
No straight lines make up my life, all my roads are bends
There's no clear-cut beginning and so far no dead ends

I've found you a thousand times, I know you've done the same
Then we lose each other, it's like a children's game
If I find you here again the thought comes through my mind
Life is like a circle, let's go round one more time.

                             Harry Chapin

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