Cathy Classics by Cathy Guisewite for January 30, 2005

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Cathy (reading from her journal): "Hello" he whispered. "I love you". The very first time he met me, he took me in his arms and told me I was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. He promised to love me and take care of me to the end of time. He made me believe I could do anything. He was my first love, and I spend the rest of my life looking for someone who could measure up. I dreamed of walking down the aisle with him, and now my dream is about to come true...) Dad: Want to get some fries with these? Cathy: I love you, Dad! On the last Sunday before her wedding, with ten million things to do...a bride stops everything for a tradition as revered as the mother-daughter tea...The father-daughter milkshake.