One of the duties that no one told us about when we signed up for this job was that we would perform civil marriages. Yes, that's right, my job includes putting on a black robe and hitching people. In 1999, by order of then Presiding Judge Elaine Andrews of the Third Judicial District, all law clerks in the district were appointed marriage commissioners. The upshot of that is that I have the legal power (after all forms are signed in triplicate, mailed to Nome, shipped back by moose, and smoked with Alderwood) to officiate marriages up here.
So if any of you good readers want to get married in the next year and want to do the ceremony in a spiffy new courtroom (or anywhere in Alaska for that matter), then head on up and your's truly tie that knot for you. Sean and Darcy, how about it?
3 comments:
Um, that's cool. Not that the bear eating a fish wasn't.
Hmmm...10 months. I'll see what I can swing. But if I don't get married can I at least see a bear eating a fish when I visit?
Don't let that power go to your head and start a marryin' people all willy nilly. Because that would obviously threaten the sanctity of my own marriage and we can't have that.
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