This story is from my maternal grandparents' wedding, and my mom loves telling it. It took place at the local dance hall, where there was another event also happening simultaneously. There was some sort of argument that my grandfather had to break up, and he politely asked the gentleman involved to leave, since he wasn't on their guest list anyway. The man left without a fuss, but not without taking some of the flowers off of the newlyweds' decorated car. They didn't find out until days later, but the papers reported that this guy had been running from the law for the murder of his father, stepmother, and five-half siblings. He ended up being the last-ever person to be hanged in Alberta, Canada.