In Defense of Marriage
As the director of our local public library, I get to officiate at weddings, usually about ten per year. “Librarian” isn’t like “Ship Captain,” the kind of profession that’s associated with officiating weddings. Like most of the other good things that happen in our lives, I lucked into it.
We have a very good mayor, one who has served our town for about 20 years, and a good judge, too, with a similarly long tenure. At this point, the mayor mostly limits his wedding officiating to commissioners’ meetings on Monday evenings, and the judge mostly performs weddings in court on Wednesday mornings prior to trials.
When I found out about this situation a couple of years ago, I let our borough clerk know that I would be happy to serve as a representative of the town if couples wanted to be...