Exhausted, we walk into the church. Everything is supposed to be quiet, but it’s not. Someone is practicing organ at full volume! The pews seem to shake with the organ’s deep vibrations. How will we be able to pray with all this racket?! We move to the Lady Chapel. Ben is making rash vows hoping the music will stop. Why? He’s got a ring in his pocket and he wants to ask a very important question.

But before we get to that question, how did we get here? Well, a long time ago in the summer of 1995, our parents were all married on opposite ends of the country. Fast forward about 27 years and we both found ourselves having somehow travelled thousands of miles to end up working about 36 inches from each other. In short, we were (and still are) coworkers. Erin started working in the Christendom Admissions office in January, 2022, where Ben had been working since the previous spring. What began as a professional friendship developed into a personal friendship when too many, too-specific references wandered their way via side-comments and glances across that 36 inches.

By May 2023, a conspiracy of friends, poems, and soirees had all but thrown us together. We had our first date at Osteria Maria. Our boss, Mr. Sam Phillips, and his entire family were present (If you want to hear that full story, ask Sam). After a second, a third, and more dates in rapid succession, six months flew by faster than you can say “Erin Elizabeth Ginter, will you marry me?” which Ben said on November 18th, 2023. Ben asked this question in total silence, thanks to Dr. Kurt Poterack who paused the organ rehearsal just long enough.

Thank you for being in our lives, we can’t wait to celebrate our marriage with you! Please pray for us as we continue through this blessed time.

Registry