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LEN LEAR Michael
and Jennifer Bilotta are definitely not conformists.
They dance to the tune of their own inner musicians,
not anyone else’s beat. When they decided to get
married four years ago, did they select a big church
in the Chestnut Hill area and invite lots of friends
and family members? No way. Much too ho-hum. They
perused an Italy travel book and selected a romantic,
walled-in city in Tuscany, San Gimignano, with 500-year-old
towers that are under most tourists’ radar. They
bought a wedding gown, a tuxedo and plane tickets, and
they boomeranged across the ocean. When they landed
in Italy, they had to pay a $300 tax for bringing in
the gown and tuxedo, which they carried around in a
duffle bag. (Talk about a marriage penalty.) When
they arrived in San Gimignano, 45 minutes from Florence,
the two residents of Wyndmoor pressed their tuxedo and
gown and visited the town’s major attraction,
a torture museum. After seeing evidence of so many methods
of torture, they must have figured marriage would be
all uphill by comparison. The
next day they were married in a civil ceremony in an
ancient hall where Dante Alighieri (Italy’s greatest
poet, who wrote The Divine Comedy in the late
13th century) once spoke. They drank some spectacular
wine, Vernacchio de San Gimignano, which Michaelangelo
once drank (not the same bottle, however). There were
no friends or relatives present, and the Bilottas had
to pay two local residents to serve as witnesses. The
photographer spoke no English. |
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