This tiny snippet of a newspaper clipping from about 1934 tells a happy story. What is doesn't tell is the rest of the story of how Iva, who was a nurse, contracted a disease from the Melbourne hospital where she was working and sadly died a few months before the wedding date. Iva was my husband's aunt (his mother's sister). What became of the heart-broken Harold we do not know, but this little piece of paper still helps us retain some memories and ponder on what might have been.
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