I love you, you love me, it's the 1940s, so let's get married right away. And I know what you're thinking, there's a three-day waiting period here for the blood test. But I know a place that doesn't have that law, Arizona. And I can get us there in one of those aero-planes. Come along with me, we're going to Sky Harbor Airport in Phoenix, Arizona.
Yes, it's a romantic name, but that's really what it's called, and it's been there since the 1920s. Let's jump on a plane, I'll pay for it. Get yourself all dolled up, and I'll put on my best suit, we want to look our best, we'll be flying! Yes, of course, pack your wedding dress. Me? Well, if it's OK with you I'll just wear my best suit. How do I look? Thank you!
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We're flying! What? Of course you can smoke and drink! I can light your cigarette from mine. And here's the stewardess, she'll get us anything we want. What? A Shirley Temple? OK, whatever you want, dear. I'll have whiskey on the rocks. And make that a double!
There's Sky Harbor Airport down below, and we're getting ready to land. We're almost there! And it's got exactly what we need, right there next to the runway - a wedding chapel. We'll be married minutes after landing.
|Sky Harbor Airport in the 1940s, Phoenix, Arizona|
|The chapel at Sky Harbor Airport in the 1940s, Phoenix, Arizona.|
What? No, I don't know, I suppose so. I suppose divorces are easy, too. Why do you ask?