That’s where my parents were married. Dad got off work on Friday afternoon, picked up my mom and also her sister to serve as a witness and got the deed done right then. My mom and dad spent the weekend at Chickamauga Lake and were back at their jobs Monday morning.
Hell that’s where *I* was married. Neither of us wanted something fancy nor would we have had any money for it, so we went down and got it taken care of one rainy afternoon 6 years ago.