my favorite personal memory is walking my Niece down the aisle in company with her father...at her specific request and with both her parents willing permission.

One of the funnier wedding memories I have - watching the bride whip out her cue cards for her vows. (irritating though, of course I don't have much use for that particular woman anyway - even the lowlife idiot she married should have been able to do better)

Then there is my father reeking of gasoline as he walked my eldest sister down the aisle - and taking off his jacket at the reception to reveal he'd torn the sleeves off his dress shirt - because he'd been fixing a leak in the car's gas tank about 10 minutes before the ceremony.