Thinking of Muriel Greene makes me smile.

Mrs. Greene and her husband, Ken, operated a photography business for 50 years from their home near Tescott. Ken Greene took the photos and Mrs. Greene made sure everyone was where they were supposed to be. Her organizational skills were outstanding, which is why the Greenes could manage to photograph two weddings on the same Saturday.

It was September 1982 and my future husband and I were about to exchange marriage vows in the chapel at Salina’s Marymount College. Guests that day included several newsroom employees at the Salina Journal — most of whom were working to produce a Sunday edition. Instead of a lunch break, they planned to take a wedding break. But, as is typical in this business, not all went as planned. Elvis Presley may have died. Or some kind of disturbance broke out at St. John’s Military School. I don’t remember. But whatever the news event, one especially close friend was stuck in the newsroom, promising to arrive at the wedding as soon as possible.

And so we waited — not for long as I remember — but long enough to disrupt the day’s schedule.

“Of all the weddings we’ve ever done, I thought this one would start on time,” a slightly frustrated Mrs. Greene told me, the woman known for meeting deadlines.

Mrs. Greene passed away several weeks ago at 92 years. Her obituary was filled with accomplishments.

To name two — she was a key leader in starting Lutheran World Relief in Kansas and the author “Of Floods and Flowers,” a history of Tescott that was illustrated by her husband.

In 2011, when the I-R fell victim to a fire, the Greenes drove to Ellsworth to offer their help. They brought with them our wedding proofs from their files.

“We thought you might want to have these,” Mrs. Greene said.

At the time I hadn’t slept in three days and the only food I’d had was a Dilly Bar from Dairy Queen and a glass of wine from a well-meaning friend. I didn’t think I’d ever stop crying.

The Greenes’ kindness that day and every time we met will always make them special. I suspect there are many others who feel the same way.