Back in 1981, the attention of the world was focused on the wedding of Prince Charles and Lady Diana. My wife, an almost hopeless romantic, (I really praise God for that) became tremendously involved in that event. We were traveling when the wedding took place, and I remember she stayed up almost all night in a hotel room where we were, watching the live television presentation. She also read all the newspaper accounts, and she even gave our two daughters beautiful color picture albums that recaptured this wedding of the decade. Because she read all the newspaper accounts, she was constantly feeding me with different aspects of what was taking place, and I remember vividly one newspaper report she shared with me. The reporter was describing the arrival of the entourage to the Cathedral whe…