The home of Mayor and Mrs. C. O. Portfors was the setting for the marriage of their daughter Dorothy Walrath and Vance Dobson Sunday, December 7 at 5 o'clock.
Two younger daughters of the bride, Farrol Joan and Nina Ruth Walrath lit candles preceding the rites read by the Rev. Marvin E. Smith of the First Christian church of Lewiston. A son, Charles P. Walrath played the wedding march as the bride entered on the arm of her father.
The bride wore a dress of shell pink slipper satin and carried a bouquet of orchids on a white prayer book. She was attended by her oldest daughter, Harriet Lee Walrath, who as maid of honor was also in pink slipper satin with net trim and wore pink roses in her hair.
Farrol Joan and Nina Ruth were in long dresses of white and yellow and had shoulder bouquets of pink roses.
Jeannine Larson sang, "Through the Years" and "I Love Thee" accompanied by Barbara Hughes.
The ceremony was performed before the altar which covered the fireplace flanked on either side by tall candelabra. The mantel was draped with chrysanthemums, iris and buddleia.
The bridegroom is the son of the late Julian Dobson and Mrs. Ina Dobson, pioneers in the Gilbert area. He was attended by a nephew, Dale Johnson as best man.
Mr. Dobson has made his home here for several years after teaching piano at Raymond, Wn., and is currently conducting classes here in addition to his farm interests.
A reception followed at the Portfors home with Mrs. T. M. Walrath cutting the mammoth wedding cake, Mrs. Vernon Kalbfleisch pouring tea and Mrs. Francis A. Portfors serving coffee. The hostess wore a gown of rose beige with a corsage of talisman roses.
3 comments:
Kathy,
Do you have photos of this? I'd love to see the dresses!
I know of only one photo from this wedding. It was of Mother and Harriet standing outside in their gowns. Mother had torn the heads off -- apparently they were caught in an off moment -- and kept the picture in her sewing cabinet because she had made the dresses. It seemed morbid to me and I don't think I kept it. As I recall, we didn't have many family photos from the 1940s. They started taking pictures again when they had a baby. Even then, it was only on an occasional basis. Still, I find it hard to imagine that no one took a few snapshots. I'll ask Harriet . . .
Harriet said she doesn't have photos of this wedding and doesn't even remember the one I mentioned. She said her dress was pretty but she didn't like it. It had a crinolin petticoat that ate her nylons.
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