{"id":10097,"date":"2023-04-14T17:02:08","date_gmt":"2023-04-14T17:02:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/9thstreetjournal.org\/?p=10097"},"modified":"2023-04-14T17:03:58","modified_gmt":"2023-04-14T17:03:58","slug":"hunter-buxton-wants-your-linen-napkins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/9thstreetjournal.org\/2023\/04\/14\/hunter-buxton-wants-your-linen-napkins\/","title":{"rendered":"Hunter Buxton wants your linen napkins"},"content":{"rendered":"
The email sent to the Forest Hills listserv on Monday was a bit unusual. It came from Hunter Buxton, 54, who was searching for linen napkins for her daughter\u2019s wedding.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cAs an homage to my mother, who died long ago, I would like to dye the linen napkins I inherited from her for the wedding reception,\u201d she wrote. \u201cI am about 50 napkins short.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n The message ended with a plea for help. \u201cIf anyone has old linen napkins they no longer use and would like to sell to me please let me know!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n The tale of the napkins goes back three decades.<\/span><\/p>\n Rain storms were blowing through Concord, North Carolina, on Buxton\u2019s wedding day. The groomsmen tried to dry off the 300 chairs in Buxton\u2019s parents\u2019 backyard \u2013 just as more bands of rain swept through.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The rain held off for the ceremony as her bridesmaids, in hand-dyed dresses and mismatched shoes with flowers stapled to them, sloshed down the aisle \u2013 until the preacher started on the last prayer.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cI said, \u2018You need to hurry up that prayer,\u2019 and people ran back into the house,\u201d Buxton recalled with a laugh. \u201cBut we ended up dancing in the rain.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n