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Italy Invades Greensboro!

Ciao! That was what the host was saying to all of us about half way through the night. I think that it means "cheers friend, please stay and have another one", though I thought a toast was supposed to be given with a smile.
Three dear friends of Suzanne Tilley have started a tradition that should be carried on throughout the south. This amazing group gets together, along with their husbands, and cooks 7 course meal, which is served by these gracious hosts, to the future bride and groom and their friends. There is wine, salad, anti-pasta (English for: Against the Pasta), meat, pasta, beer, cocktails, shells, singings, more wine, toasts, and more singing. What more could a group of couples want.
There were two beautifully decorated tables. In fact, Chris Maggert said to me, "Are these table's not the most amazingly decorated tables you have ever seen?" I of course walked off.
The host had each of our names on a card in front of a seat, thus telling us which seat we could or could not sit in. Upon being seated, the ever entertaining Dr. Davidson, cumber bun and all, informed us in perfect Italian what it was that we were going to be eating during that particular course. After the course was done, we were quickly ushered outside to enjoy the items found in the cooler. We were then ushered back in the house to find our new seats and start on our new course.
This wonderful trend continued until somebody brought out a lighter (Kevin McCoy) and began lighting everyone's "special napkins" on fire. This of course would have normally been frowned upon, except that everyone was in a wonderful mood from singing GDS's alma mater Lo Hearts Behold, a song that inspires mischief even amongst the AP students. It was rumored that if your "flaming burrito" were to launch itself into the air after catching fire, the lightee would be blessed with 12 sons and a Technicolored dream coat.
What a prize.
The night was an amazing event, in the fact that Lauren's parents did not abscond in the middle of the night, with their daughter, back to Texas. Not to mention that Joey kept all of his clothes on and Meg did not perform her rendition of "Us Two Chicks are Going to Rebop For You."
Special thanks to our Hosts and Hostesses, it was a beautiful and memorable night, with outstanding food and entertainment. See you all in November for part deux.

"Well, if your not going to eat it, pass it to me."
The father and groom get together to discuss whether Adam should cancel Italy and go for Smith Mountain Lake, and night at the "Galley" with Ray.

Lauren, Suzanne, and Meg smile for the camera as Meg and Suzan show Lauren Adam's police record.
Mrs. Braun, overhearing the talk of police files and her future son-in-law comes over to tell Suzanne of Lauren's not so shiny back ground as well.

A new traditions of lighting your date's burrito has now been introduced to the young urbanites of Greensboro.

There seems to be a lot of pointing going on by all parties involved, while Joey's "burrito" flies away.


I wish I had the words to describe this.
(Where it all went wrong)

Trip and Chris gather huddle up to discuss how good the NCSU Wolfpack are and how the SEC is lucky to get cast off player's like Damien Wilkens.
My beautiful pregnant wife being offered some Lemon Chello.

  

Flaming Trip.
Dancing Trip.

"Textile" Fields and Adam
Our wonderful hostess, tries to stop Adam from ruining the table cloth but to no avail.

Dr. Davidson, Host/Headmaster, supervises the Braun's and the Tilley's to make sure they use the correct fork.
Dressed to the nine's, this fantastic group provided Greensboro with something to talk about for the rest of the year.

Meg, always shy of the camera, show us all her new toothbrush and sparkling smile.
"Everybody rise, we shall now sing our Alma Mater, Lo Hearts Behold."

Peek-a-boo with Meg, Suzanne and the flaming burrito.
Meg sure does love to raise those arms!

Mrs. Tilley demonstrates the "flaming burrito" with much zeal, as the Braun's look on in utter amazement of this new tradition that they can't wait to show their friends back in Plano.
"Look what I found in my anti-pasta!"