I've known this was in the works for a while, but didn't want to write about it. Rev. Duane Hanson, the bride's father, is one of the people in the Valley for whom I've always had the highest respect. The last time we spoke was a while ago, when he delivered the eulogy at Herbie Nayokpuk's memorial service, and I played Taps. Duane had gotten to know the Nayokpuks when he was a young minister in Shishmaref.
Good luck to the young couple.
Keep away from Sarah!