Love in the stacks is not unheard of, but marriage is. That all changed this week at the Banned Library when once couple tied the knot.
Todd and Tammy Chapelson met in the reference section of the library. Todd was looking for a car repair manual; Tammy for the Encyclopedia of Serial Killers. They were married ten minutes later.
"I didn't go to the library thinking about meeting the love of my life," Todd said. "Just wanted to get the f%$king fuel pump going on this old Accord."
"I got his f*&king fuel pump going, all right," Tammy said, leaning in and grabbing at Todd's crotch.
The two had been separate entering the library. Tammy knew the area well, the section on serial killers her favorite. When asked why, she said, "Cause murder and sh#t's cool."
Todd's trip to the library was one in a million. "See, the damn Accord, sumbitch at the Autobarn said it would cost $600 for parts and labor to replace that fuel pump so I said to hell with that sell me the parts and I'll be my own labor." When asked how he came to the library, he said he just knew it was the right place to go and he lives across the street.
After meeting, the couple asked the reference librarian what they needed to get married. For our county, it seems all you need is, according to the city and county ordinances "a figurehead and a gathering of people to praise the Old and the New, the blessed and the non. And a signature of somebody important on something official-like, like a piece of paper or a bar napkin or some shit. Whatever." As it happened, the reference librarian had a bar napkin in his pocket from lunch and was someone important, so married they were.
"It's like a f*^cking dream," Tammy said. "Married here around all these books and sh#t."