McGriff Alumni House

Rehearsal Dinner

All Saints Chapel

Wedding Day

Wedding

The Sewanee Inn

Reception

Our Wedding

2020 turned out to be quite the wash! We are very excited to celebrate with everyone on Saturday, September 25, 2021.&nbsp; While it has definitely been a difficult year, we have decided to just roll with it and Laissez Les Bons Temps Rouler! Despite a global pandemic, Hank started his career at Frilot LLC as a maritime attorney in New Orleans, Louisiana.&nbsp; Olivia finished up her clerkship in Jackson, Mississippi and started with Jones Walker LLP in their New Orleans, Louisiana office.&nbsp; We are very happy to be living in the same city and working in jobs we truly love! While the path has not always been what was planned, we have managed to persevere and are very happy to finally celebrate with all our friends and family.&nbsp;

Laissez Les Bons Temps Rouler 

When we got engaged, a global pandemic was not a consideration. Unfortunately, 2020 has brought new challenges that no one could have foreseen. Sewanee, in an effort to protect returning students and faculty, has made the difficult decision to cancel all weddings at All Saints Chapel during the fall semester and large gatherings on campus. While it is disappointing, we are glad that the decision has been made and we do not have to make that difficult decision to compromise the health and safety of our friends and families.&nbsp;That being said, we both agree that we still want to get married at Sewanee in the same fashion we have planned. So, we have rescheduled the wedding to Saturday, September 25, 2021.&nbsp;&nbsp; We appreciate everyone's words of encouragement over the last year. It also has helped that we picked up a "Pandemic Pup" along the way.&nbsp; Welcome, Tippie!&nbsp;

Living in 2020

Much to my surprise, we then took Skinny Dip over to Contented Soul, a local restaurant, where we were greeted with some friends and family who had all enjoyed a boat ride on Avatar to surprise us. After a slightly questionable docking (Hank will say he had ineffective assistance and direction from everyone on the dock), we made it to a champagne celebration with family and friends. We were overwhelmed and very happy.&nbsp;

In typical Maine fashion, we returned to the island for more celebrating. The party continued with a lobster bake, complete with specialty cups, at &nbsp;the home of Mark and Ingrid, Hank's aunt and uncle. The day was beyond perfect, and we are forever grateful to everyone who made it such a special celebration.&nbsp;

Let the Festivities Begin

After nearly four years, Hank finally wised up. My parents and I ventured up to Christmas Cove, Maine, the summer destination for the Greenberg family for over twenty years. After fearing we would not be able to visit that summer and not having the resources to rent the last house on the island, we convinced my parents to join us and help secure a place to stay. The morning of the proposal we started the morning with a walk, a regular routine for our mornings in Maine. We made plans to take his sister&nbsp;and her boyfriend to a favorite lunch location, Linekin Bay, via Skinny Dip, the family boat.&nbsp;We had a great boat ride over and lunch. We left and went out to just float around and kill time. After my untimely nosebleed, we dropped his sister and her boyfriend&nbsp;off to watch a "tennis match". Unbeknownst to me, the tennis match was actually a 3:00 boat ride on the Avatar: more on that in a minute.&nbsp; After a quick check in with the family to learn that my parents were "in town" and "taking a nap", we putt putted on Skinny Dip to get some oil at his mom's direction. I decided to lay down on the bow of the boat and close my eyes. For those of you that know me well, you know I&nbsp;am not a napper. However, I was apparently asleep for about thirty minutes while Hank calmly cruised up the river. I woke up as we pulled up to the dock to purchase oil for the boat. Not knowing Hank was a nervous wreck because of what he was about to do, he completely confused the dock boy, who came running after us informing us that we purchased the wrong oil. Hank told him we would come back later to return it since we had just pushed off. In reality, the oil was a distraction to kill time while all of our family loaded the Avatar and headed towards the beginning of the festivities.&nbsp; Hank took off on Skinny Dip and headed out for open water. I quickly pointed towards home, reminding him that it was nearly three o'clock and my parents might be in need of entertaining. He slowed the boat down and grabbed his vest claiming it was getting chilly. While it is hard to believe for our Southern friends, it is actually cold enough on the water in Maine for that to be a believable statement. Hank again took off on Skinny Dip as I sat on the front of the boat. He started to head towards Thrumcap, an island just outside of Christmas Cove; however, sensing the frustration in my voice he turned back towards the cove to keep me from "getting grumpy". With the sailing class full of 420s that&nbsp;Hank used to teach in the background, he slowed the boat down and came to the front of the boat. At my mothers insistence, he dropped a ring attached to a floatie down from his hand and, while on one knee, he asked me to marry him, in a few more words. Don't worry legitimizing Tot was part of the proposal.&nbsp; The ring is a very special part of both of our families that we both cherish. After heated debates about the superiority of diamonds, my chosen stone, over sapphires, Hank's favorite stone and birthstone,&nbsp;&nbsp;we settled on a design that combines the two. Though I did not know what the final ring looked like, we had talked about something identical to what Hank created by combining the treasures&nbsp;of our two families.&nbsp;The beautiful platinum setting with triangle&nbsp;sapphires&nbsp;on either side was Hank's mother's&nbsp;original wedding ring.&nbsp;In fact, the ring is styled after her ring.&nbsp;The center diamond is from the early twentieth century and originally belonged to my grandmother's&nbsp;Aunt Jane. The diamond was&nbsp;given to my grandmother in an antique ring. When my grandmother's wedding ring was stolen, my grandmother took the diamond out of Aunt Jane's ring for a replacement wedding ring. My grandmother&nbsp;placed a sapphire in Aunt Jane's ring&nbsp;and, when I graduated from Sewanee, she gave me the sapphire ring as a graduation present. The original diamond remained in her wedding ring until she gave it to Hank to use as part of the engagement ring. I share the story because it is very special to us both, and we appreciate what our families have done for us.&nbsp;

The Proposal

It was an illegal heist from the start. On September 12, 2015, I convinced Hank and William to drive three hours to McDonough, Georgia to get my beloved little Tot. I was on an away trip with soccer and by offering dinner, alcohol, and the use of my car and gas, the boys drove six hours round trip to retrieve the light of the world, the center of our universe - Tot. My mother will never forgive the two of them for coming so close to Griffin without stopping to say hello.&nbsp;However, I warned them that they were sworn to secrecy and not to tell my parents because they would not approve. Tot lived between the fraternity house and the sorority house and she might be the most recognizable mascot on Sewanee's campus.&nbsp;

September 26, 2014, Hank accepted an invitation to a sorority formal where he agreed to be handcuffed to me for an entire evening. Let's be honest:&nbsp;he's been stuck ever since. With the exception of our dear friend William, my friends were confused by this infatuation with an English major who always carried a book, wore a hat, and could be found reading (sleeping) in the halls of Gailor or DuPont.&nbsp;Oh yes, and he always wore flip flops (a trait that took a long time to break).&nbsp;In fact, I was convinced he was not on campus our first two years at Sewanee because I had never seen him. Regardless, from that first&nbsp;handcuffed experience we have been a dynamic duo.&nbsp; On December 3, 2014, we took a break from finals to have a date at Pearls (RIP). Hank still blames his famous hockey concussion for bringing a book on the date. I simply asked if he really believed I was that boring. That night, after he swears I ate all of his duck, he officially asked me to be his girlfriend. Yes, we were middle schoolers .&nbsp; For the next two years our Sewanee identities converged. I&nbsp;think Delt, Hank's fraternity, still owes our relationship for all the formals, rush events, and pledge events held with&nbsp;Theta Pi, my sorority. Between fraternities, sororities, soccer games, and just good old Sewanee nights, we concluded our time at Sewanee together and both graduated with Bachelors of Arts with new adventures on our horizon.&nbsp;

Cuff n Chug

Our Story

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Hannah Boschert

It all started one fateful day in the halls of Quintard. Grace was going to be living across the hall from me and we somehow found ourselves, two strangers, at the Blue Chair for breakfast. If you know the Blue Chair, it was a long, awkward breakfast in which Grace was trying to coordinate the purchase of a bicycle over the phone with her dad. To this day, we laugh that we continued to be friends after that first, strange&nbsp;breakfast. In fact, many of our "firsts" are cringe-worthy but laughable stories. I could continue for hours rehashing the last eight years of friendship and the memories along the way.&nbsp;She was the first fan of "Hank and Olivia" and the perfect accessory to our many adventures in New Orleans and Dallas.&nbsp;While Grace's adventures have kept her on the go, I always manage to loop her into the next crazy idea--it helps when you manage her travel and have all of her family members basically treat you as her emergency contact. I'll always gladly be the "Dad" to our friendship.&nbsp;

Grace Dossett

I'll start with, Hank knew her first. Katheryn's dad and Hank's dad grew up together and they&nbsp;spend Thanksgiving with the Greenbergs. Everyone said Katheryn and I would get along and boy were they right. Just a few months after meeting I was loading up the cooler and playing "Wooh Girl" (we'll leave out the rest)&nbsp;on her bachelorette trip.&nbsp;We were hard, fast friends. I have never met someone who knows what I'm thinking sometimes before I know what I am thinking, which is why I put her in charge. Since we think the same, we also act the same and she tolerates my craziness or gives me a reality check when necessary.&nbsp;Since that first Thanksgiving, Katheryn has been my person, and I'm just lucky her husband puts up with me inserting myself into their lives (I think he appreciates the reinforcement, sometimes).&nbsp;

Katheryn Dagostin

Brian Hickey

Peter Lampley 

While Taylor is my sister-in-law, she was my friend first--convenient. I always say it started about fourth grade when our parents were constantly volunteering with Camelot Theatre. We did shows together, we sang in chorus together, and we played soccer together. Taylor was part of the initial discovery that you can sleep five girls in a California king size bed. When she started dating my brother it was perfect because I now had a friend built into my family, which also means she has a lot of exposure to my oddities.&nbsp;Over time she has really embraced the "O'Brien Women Lifestyle" and my mom and I are lucky to finally have some numbers on the boys. Oh, and she is always down for a sing along, or if you know how "extra" I can be, an entire choreographed show.&nbsp;

Taylor O'Brien

Brooke first came into my life when she bought the house across the street from my parents. She was, and maybe still is, a mystery. Over time Brooke won our hearts as family and even reps her O'Clausen shirt as a member of the tribe. Brooke leads way too cool of a life to be friends with me but I am so lucky she continues to let me hang out with her and be a part of her crazy adventures. Our love of MFM and aimlessly chatting on the phone for hours about nothing in particular have built our sisterhood. I am forever indebted to Brooke's kindness when she, without pause, agreed to help me move to Jackson, MS (details are unending but believe me, I owe her).&nbsp;

Brooke Clausen 

Spencer Landry 

I don't know what I did right in a past life to deserve Maria. She always answers the phone when I call and soothes my fears that I have accidentally ended Tot's life. Maria should really be Tot's mom since she took care of her that first Saturday night Hank brought her home when I was away from Sewanee for soccer. From happy hours at the Sewanee Inn (funded by chicken wing eating competitions)&nbsp;to karaoke in Dallas, we've covered a lot of ground in the last eight years just to find out that post-grad life is #NotMySewanee.&nbsp;Thanks in advance Dr. Granello for being Tot's forever concierge vet.&nbsp;

Maria Granello

Brandon McChristian 

Willem Peglau 

It can neither be confirmed nor denied who knew Katie first.&nbsp; Maybe, it was&nbsp;Hank through the English Department and a love for Dr. Engel or, it was Olivia as a general freshman girl on a campus of less than 1,500. Regardless, she has been a part of both of our lives for a long time. Although Katie might have threatened to drink cyanide if she was not a part of the wedding party, the only real decision we had to make was "bridesmaid" or "groomswoman." Not surprisingly, I won. My favorite Katie story comes from a certain weekend where Katie needed to get out of Athens. During law school and my forty-minute commute, I became an avid caller of radio stations. This particular Friday, the radio station had tickets to "Imagine Festival," an "EDM Concert at the Atlanta Motor Speedway." I did not know what EDM was but I knew that the Atlanta Motor Speedway was close and it could be nothing but interesting. I will leave it at that--interesting.&nbsp;

Katie Kenerly 

Sean Reynolds

Cooper was also part of the Quintard group though my first exposure to Cooper was a fantastic picture of her on the Chaco Website holding her broken Chaco with the letter she wrote the company about her dilemma. Not surprisingly, Cooper has gone on to pursue a business/economics/finance-oriented career. Though Hank fought me on having most of "the girlies" as he calls them as "groomswomen," Cooper was another one Hank though he had a strong argument for. At Sewanee, in Nashville, and even as distance keeps us farther apart, Cooper has remained a close friend to both of us. Many stories come to mind when I think about Cooper but the best has to be when we cut her hair. It may have been a weekend or maybe it was a weekday, but we were definitely just drinking water. The scene of the crime was Smith Hall. Cooper had been contemplating making a drastic change to her hair. After some outside sources of courage, we decided and Cooper "consented" to a haircut. To us, it looked great. Just a quick maybe nine inches off (and Cooper your hair really does look great short). But boy, there is a reason certifications are required to cut hair and no one in that room had even the prerequisites.&nbsp;

Cooper Killen

I could easily write, "Emily: the reason I got through law school." Emily and I met at Mercer when we were in law school. Emily is equipped with more than her great personality to make an impression--she has Sanford, her medical alert pup who is always the man of the hour.&nbsp;Although our interests are very different, we managed to have a few classes together and&nbsp;I was always impressed by Emily's ability to face challenges with a smile and good attitude. Without her constantly offering a listening ear, a lunch date, or an outline she had acquired&nbsp;I would not have made it through those three years. Even more exciting is getting to live vicariously through her as we share our "war stories" about our evolving careers.&nbsp;

Emily Long

William Stokes

Sean Sullivan

When I called Megan to ask her if she would be a Bridesmaid she of course, made me specifically ask, "Will you be my Bridesmaid?" I also told her that not everyone knows what kind of ice cream to bring when your life is falling apart and I need to keep the people who do close. Most people know that Megan and I went to Sewanee together but some people don't know that Sewanee was only phase two. Megan and I first became friends in high school when our friend groups started to overlap. First we had to come to grips with the idea of sharing friends but once we were over that this dynamic duo hit its stride.&nbsp;To this day, Megan probably still thinks of me as the annoying younger friend who always needs a ride, and she isn't wrong. To her family, I will forever be the girl who tried to drown John Michael. See, Megan's house had a pool so naturally we congregated there to swim and lay out. Megan's house also had a younger brother, John Michael. Being the youngest child myself and having no understanding of interacting with children, when John Michael kept trying to push me in the pool I saw no issue with throwing him in the pool. As a youngest sibling myself, it was just the nature of the position that you got picked on, beat up, left out, and thrown in the pool. Apparently, two older sisters are different than two older brothers and John Michael was "injured."&nbsp;&nbsp;To this day I get teased about hurting "sweet" John Michael.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Megan Poole

My queen, my president, my neighbor, my travel buddy, my bedtime story teller,&nbsp;my friend. It is a privilege to get to call Dade County High School's and Sewanee: The University of the South's Homecoming Queen my friend. I'll chalk up&nbsp;her concern about dating "the English major with the really low voice" (Hank) to a fear of the unknown. Molly and I are both from small, rural towns in Georgia. We have more in common than meets the eye, but pay attention to the two of us tearing up any city from Dallas to Paris and you will quickly see that there is something to Georgia girls. My favorite (perhaps PG)&nbsp;story with Molly happened in New Orleans. Hank's apartment has one bathroom and, having lived in a sorority house with a similar bathroom situation&nbsp;and more girls to share it with,&nbsp;as I was showering Molly was brushing her teeth. As she brushed her teeth she accidentally gagged herself, and got sick. My only response was to start crying as we both reminisced on the many mornings in the Theta Pi House where the same or similar incidents occurred regularly as four girls tried to share one bathroom. It is bonds like this that withstand the test of time.

Molly Rogers

Jemi lived down the hall from me in Quintard my freshman year. Grace, Jemi, and I were regularly occupying the second floor "sober" common room in Quintard. While the location evolved to the French House, McCrady (McCrazy), or the Women's Center, the three of us were regularly mixing a perfect storm of procrastination, pre-gaming, and studying to get us through our four years at Sewanee. Twos company, threes a crowd never applied with this group because someone always needed the swing vote, and Jemi and Grace usually prevailed against "Dad" (me).&nbsp;Despite not having made it to Richmond to visit (sorry Jemi), we always find a way to plan fun trips and regular spells of phone tag.&nbsp;

Jemi Senoga

If you asked Olivia and Alli circa 2013 if they anticipated even attending the wedding of the other the answer would have been no. As members of dorm staff in the brand new, predominately freshman dorm, Alli and I had our differences. We often laugh about that year and what exactly caused us to be at odds. However, we quickly learned the error of our ways as we got out Smith Hall! It is no surprise that Alli is excelling in her psychology PhD program because she always has the best advice as a friend. Her guidance, advice, and friendship is invaluable.&nbsp;

Alli Smith 

Wedding Party

Registry

Q + A

The Sewanee Inn is also the location for the reception.

There are a number of homes throughout campus that offer great accommodations for a true "Sewanee Experience." We encourage our friends and families to take advantage of these accommodations. Some transportation will be provided.

Olivia & Curran 'Hank'

Olivia & Curran 'Hank'

O&C

Rehearsal Dinner

Wedding Day

5:00 PM

Wedding

Reception