American royalty – maybe it might have advantages

Greetings from the Ridge.

I got up early. Did you? There was no practical reason in the world for a frumpy old Midwestern housewife to get up at 5 a.m. to watch a wedding a few thousand miles away, but when Meghan Markle and Prince Harry met at the altar of Windsor Castle, Freida Marie was right there cheering them on. It made no sense at all for me to sit there in my housecoat, coffee in hand, and shed a happy tear when Harry and his brother, Prince William, strolled down the road in the uniform of the Irish Guards, swaggering as swaggy as they could swagger.

The next day’s newspaper told me I had company. 30 million of us on this side of the Atlantic rose to greet the royal couple that morning. It didn’t match the 103 million tuning in to the Super Bowl, but it stomped the 26 million who viewed the Oscars this year and more than doubled the audience for Game of Thrones.

The day had plenty of highlights from the sunny weather in a country known for rain, a gospel choir that knocked a few Brits back onto their crumpets, an address by an American bishop that rocked the stones of St. George’s Chapel, and the collection of fancy gowns and tuxedos looked like an explosion at prom. &nbsp;&nbsp;<ahref=""><spanstyl... 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">To view more, please log in or subscribe to the digital edition.</span></a></p>