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Married in the barn great-grandfather built

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Matt and Joy Hampton pose for a kiss in front of the Hampton barn.

By Marianne Cassells

Something Old…

Barn weddings have become increasingly popular but it’s not every couple who can get hitched in a barn designed and built by the groom’s great-grandfather.

Matt Hampton and Joy Thomas were married in May at that barn rich with family history on land homesteaded by the Hamptons up the Squilchuck in 1901.

As an 11-year-old, Antone (Tony) Hampton arrived with his family by wagon train from Iowa and set up house in a two-room cabin on 80 acres. Neighbors included the Wards, Wheelers, Zimmermans and Halversons. In 1915 Tony married Jessie Halverson, “the girl next door” and had six children; three boys Walt, Wilmer Albert, and three girls, Dorothy and twins Florence and Shirley.

Something New…

Tony’s dream of a nice barn became a reality in 1946 with the completion of the 32-foot by 50-foot building complete with trusses designed by Tony himself.

All of Tony’s children had a hand in the building process even his twin daughters who helped shingle the roof.

In 2012 the barn was renovated by Tim and Katie Libby, the builders’ great granddaughter and is now used as a wedding and event venue.

Matt and Joy were the first Hamptons to be wed in the barn, today referred to as the Hampton Hideaway. There were four generations of Hamptons in attendance including three of Tony’s children.

Something Borrowed…

In the early 1960s one of the Hampton children, Wilmer, a competitive and nationally recognized ski jumper, and his brother Walt began working on the establishment of the Mission Ridge ski area.

Wilmer passed on before seeing his dream come to fruition but the family was honored to have the Mission Ridge ski lodge named after him.

His older brother Walt was named his successor and their younger brother Albert built the ski lifts.

It was in the Hampton Lodge that the rehearsal dinner for Matt and Joy was celebrated.

Many of the traditions in the wedding were borrowed from the bride’s Scottish heritage. Joy borrowed six pence from her mother for her shoes to meet the requirement of having something silver, the men’s tuxedo pocket squares were made from the family’s dress tartan, and a broom was laid at the end of the aisle to jump over ensuring a happy home.

Something Blue…

The Hamptons eventually split property and the youngest boy Albert settled in Sunnyslope where he began farming cherries, apricots, peaches and nectarines. The blue skies of Sunnyslope helped ensure the success of the orchards.

In his down time he was called all over the nation and Canada to build ski lifts and always brought his bride, June, along for the adventure. Albert had four children of his own and his son Jim continues the Hampton tradition of working the land you were born on and taught his children Jamie, Mike and Matt the ways of farming.

Albert had many hobbies, he was known to make some fine wine, dance with June and help a neighbor. In fact, he helped one neighbor with his expansive yard, that yard is today known as Ohme Gardens.


Matt and Joy met at his Wenatchee High School 10-year class reunion and 10 years later literally “tied the knot” with a handfasting ritual common in the remote Scottish highlands where clergy were often unavailable. The couple’s hands were tied with a piece of her clan tartan symbolizing their physical and spiritual union.

Thus bound, the newlyweds led their guests out of great-grandfather’s barn and into the sunlit cherry orchard of the Hampton Homestead.

Just after this story was completed Albert Hampton passed away peacefully at his home in Sunnyslope with, as always, his adoring bride June by his side. His grandson Matt will be forever grateful for the lessons and legacy handed down to him by his Grandpa Al. 


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