Dennis was working at Coronet Portraits when we got married in 1976. He worked there for a short time until we moved to Chico. It was located in an old mansion on 21st Street in Sacramento.
Tonight, in 2023, we remembered some funny stories.
It was generally thought by Dennis that he could use the photographic equipment. At that time, you couldn't do much graphically unless you had special expensive equipment. The orange image is the front of our wedding invitation. Me, him and our dog. Being able to do this with the special effects was quite a technical coup.
We set up on the front lawn of Coronet Portraits one Sunday afternoon. "It will be fine," my fiance assured me. "We do it all the time." So there, they were, in front of a big bush and tree. With the dog. And Noel, the owner drove by, in his convertible. Seeing his employee and all this valuable equipment out on his lawn. What? He nearly drove off the road, gawking at this. I don't remember what happened afterwards.
My mother did have a fit, btw. She asked about the invitations. I informed her they had been sent out. I had not checked them with her. "What do they look like?" she asked, fearing the worst. I did not disappoint. "They're orange and yellow and have a picture of me, Dennis and Winnie (the dog) on the front." "Aaack! she said, you didn't send them to the relatives, did you?"
She eventually got over it.
But Dennis remembered an important remark from those days. One of the supervisors mused with a sigh, "You hire these hippies, you have to put up with them."
So true.
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