Here is a picture of my wedding, it was taken in Athens in 1958.
My wife is called Deniz and I met her in the youth club the community had. Back then we were all a big family.
I got married in 1958. I had met my wife a year before that; the in-between stage didn't last too long!
The rabbi was called Bartzilai and the funniest part of the wedding was: when he asked me for the wedding rings and I started going through my pockets I couldn’t find them.
Imagine this: I was in the middle, my father on one side and my father-in-law on the other, and the rabbi looking at me, and I had left the wedding rings at home.
However, my father, quick as ever, took his ring off and gave it to me, and my father-in-law did the same. The rabbi said to bring him the proper ones the day after in order to have them blessed.
We didn’t have a big reception after the wedding; we only had a dinner for the close family and then we left for our honeymoon.
