It wasn’t in Texas, it was Brewer, Maine, July 31, 1993. The Dairy Queen made my bride and I a 3 layer ice cream wedding cake. Their first ever. I was a scoutmaster at the time, and hired my troop (the boys were earning money to pay for a week at scout camp) to cook, serve and clean up. Had an outside wedding at the scout camp, in between camping weeks. We will celebrate 29 years of wedded bliss this year.
very cool!
Epic American my Friend.