Was this Wayne, New Jersey by any chance? If so that’s where my mom grew up, and my grandparents grew up. Mom went to Mountain Valley High School I think.
My wife and I were married by Dick Weick. Last named rhymes with the first. I didn’t find out until the day before the wedding what his name was. When I found out, I called my bride to be and told her. She said, “You have GOT to be SHITTING me!” and then laughed her ass off.
At my friend’s reception, when it was time to remove the garter, they sat the bride down in a chair in front of him. They then blindfolded him, tied his hands behind his back, and spun him around a few times. While the groomsmen were doing this, the bride slipped her garter off, handed it to her mother, who then put it on and sat in the chair. Dude got down on his knees and felt up her leg with his cheek until he found the garter. He got it in his teeth, started to take it off, but then went UP his new mother-in-law’s thigh - head all the way under her dress. Before she knew it, he was pretty far up there. She pushed him away and he took the garter off. When he stood up and they took the blindfold off, the look on his face was beyond description. He went eleventy shades of red. We all about wet ourselves laughing, including his mother-in-law and father-in-law.
A couple from my own wedding –
My nephew was our ring bearer and his younger brother (4 at the time) was jealous of his participation. As the ring bearer proceeded down the aisle, his brother darted out of the pew to intercept. The older brother stiff armed him perfectly as he stepped aside, out of reach. Since I was already in place at the altar, I had a perfect view of this and almost fell down laughing. My wife still wonders why I chuckle at that moment of the wedding video.
Moving on to the reception, my best man was a friend I had known since birth and my wife knew that the two of us were not to be trusted. With a certain degree of dexterous paranoia, she kept him in her sight all through the reception. Until it came time to do the garter, when she slipped. He brought the chair to the dance floor and held it for her, placing him behind her. As I reached under the gown for the garter, he passed me items. First an empty champagne bottle, then a serving tray. I thought she was going to kill us.
We didn’t do the garter at my wedding. I must have been prescient. 
Oh, I just remembered a story my grandmother loved to tell, about a wedding that she attended many years ago. She went to an (unrelated) brunch in the spring, a few months before the wedding, and the table centerpieces had goldfish swimming around the flower stems. The bride was also at the brunch, and was charmed by the effect. She decided to do the same thing at her wedding reception.
Her outdoor wedding reception.
In high summer.
When her mother and MIL got to the reception site (they were the first ones there), every centerpiece sported belly-up dead fish floating at the surface. They frantically scooped out all the dead fish, and actually got them all before most of the guests had arrived. The bride didn’t find out about it for weeks, but it was the talk of the town.
More flower girl shenanigans…
My sister when we were little was the flower girl at my aunt’s wedding. She walks down the aisle…and gives exactly one flower for each row, bending down to carefully place each row’s flower at the foot of the pew.
Fast forward about 18 years and my sister is now the BRIDE. Flower girl had a little better idea, but being her age starts to get restless as the ceremony happens. Ended up taking the bucket with the remaining flowers and dumping them all over her head wearing the bucket around as a helmet.
I went to my good friend’s wedding out of state, with others from the church in a van. We were there early the next morning, which was suspiciously missing the bride.
It turned out her roommate decided THIS was the time to color her hair, and for some reason the bride didn’t tell where to get off.
So she showed up about an hour late and shaky from not eating, with her hypoglycemia. Our girls pulled her into the bathroom, shoved muffins down her and her into the dress. The whole thing started late.
During the wedding, the little ring-bearer boy bailed out when he saw his mother and refused to move. The candle-lighter nephew (11 years-old) was drafted on the spot. He’d not been through the full rehearsal, as his part was so small.
He locked his knees. He fell off the stage. The pastor said it was the worst wedding (logistically) he’d been part of.