It’s Only Fitting
Cece & Brad
Words by Cece Tramburg + Photography by Hannah Hardaway
I met Brad fifteen years ago when I visited Jackson during spring break with the University of Wisconsin-Madison Hoofers Ski and Snowboard Club. He was dating a friend of mine and working as a ski host at Jackson Hole Mountain Resort (JHMR). I remember thinking how funny and outgoing he was. Two years later, I moved to Jackson. Brad and I remained acquaintances for several years, often running into one another while skiing. We never really exchanged more than a “Hello. How’s it going?” It wasn’t until the winter of 2013 that we developed a meaningful friendship.
Our friends would say that it all started with a doughnut. Brad was, and still is, a ski patroller at JHMR, and I was finishing up my last semester of training as a nurse practitioner at the Teton Village Clinic. Brad would often bring in hurt skiers and snowboarders, and I would provide them with medical treatment. One day, when I was working, he skied down from Mountain Station and pulled out from inside his ski parka a delicious doughnut. It was hilarious, because it was completely squished. It was then that I realized how incredibly sweet, generous, and kind he was. After that, we started spending more and more time together.
… Brad’s parents were married at the Chapel of the Transfiguration in 1969, so it was very special that forty-eight years later, we exchanged vows in the exact same place.
A month later, he invited me to the JHMR five-year employee appreciation party at the Four Seasons, and it was over chocolate fondue that I realized I was falling for him. Three years later, Brad and I attempted to go fly-fishing and camping at Crystal Creek Campground up the Gros Ventre. I say attempted because the river was completely blown out and I was suffering from an injury. It turns out that it is a day we will never forget. We were sitting on a picnic bench, where the Gros Ventre River meets Crystal Creek, watching our black Labrador retriever jump in the river when Brad asked me to marry him. At first, I thought it was a joke. It wasn’t until his eyes filled with tears, and he pulled out his mother’s wedding ring that I knew it was for real. Brad’s mother died of breast cancer when he was twenty years old, so seeing the ring was extremely emotional for both of us.
It was only fitting that we were wed in Jackson, where Brad grew up and where we met. More importantly, Brad’s parents were married at the Chapel of the Transfiguration in 1969, so it was very special that forty-eight years later, we exchanged vows in the exact same place. Our wedding day was absolutely amazing. We wanted to have fun and enjoy the day with our friends and loved ones. And, we did just that!
2 September 2017
Chapel of the Transfiguration
Spring Creek Ranch
hair & makeup
Wild and Free Florals
Jackson Hole DJ
Destination Jackson Hole
Spring Creek Ranch
Everything but the Dress
Canvas Unlimited Event Rentals