Ann Marie Coviello and Marc Anthony Lyons were married Nov. 23 in an out of doors ceremony at Congo Square in New Orleans. Sula Janet Evans, a chum of the couple who became a Universal Life minister for the event, officiated.
The bride, fifty two, is an English trainer and school librarian at Green Park Elementary School in Jefferson, La. She graduated from the University of Iowa and received a master’s diploma in training in language, literacy and way of life from the University of California, Berkeley.
She is a daughter of Nancy Prete Leavy and John C. Leavy of Oak Park, Ill. The bride’s father, who labored in Northbrook, Ill., retired as the director of statistical studies at AC Nielsen, now known as the Nielsen Corporation, a worldwide marketing studies firm primarily based in New York. Her mother is a actual estate agent at Better Homes and Gardens Gloor Realty in Oak Park.
The groom, forty eight, is analyzing for an associate degree in laptop science at Delgado Community College in New Orleans.
He is the son of Raymond E. Lyons of Abbeville, S.C., and the overdue Adele Lyons, who lived within the Bronx. The groom’s’ father retired as a motorman for the Metropolitan Transportation Authority in New York. His mother became a registrar at New York Hospital. The groom is also the stepson of Cecelia Lyons, who retired as a registered nurse at Harlem Hospital in New York.
The couple’s reception took place at the Maple Leaf Bar in New Orleans, where they met 23 years ago, while Mr. Lyons — “the pleasant guy with dreadlocks,” as Ms. Coviello called him again then — became the bar manager and Ms. Coviello a ordinary. She specially loved Tuesday nights, while the Rebirth Brass Band played there, a scene that generally included Mr. Lyons pouring beverages on the again bar even as chatting with different customers, together with a mutual friend.
Years later, that same mutual pal reintroduced Ms. Coviello and Mr. Lyons at a parade in New Orleans, and that they became buddies. Two years into their friendship, they visited Santa Fe, N.M., collectively, and by the time they back, had fallen in love.