I remember my wedding well:

I don't remember it that well. 1961. I almost didn't make it because Frances' two brothers took me out on a bachelors night, I went out and got loaded. They had to come and get me to take me to St.Dominic's. They had these little gates you had to go through to get up to the priest and they said I was swinging on those doors while he was saying the vows...I don't even remember saying I do.