If your character is getting married, don't forget the Chivaree.
Can't forget that! Our township had two one-room country schools located about 4 miles apart. They were where we held chivarees in the evening after the wedding. We had a few neighbors who could play musical instruments...not well, but they provided music for the dances. A couple of guitars, a fiddle, an accordian and maybe a harmonica. If you could waltz, two-step and shottische, you could dance all night.
There was always a beer keg in the yard outside the school, since you weren't supposed to have alcohol inside the school building. One adult always watched the keg so we kids couldn't get close enough to steal a sip, but if he left for a minute, we'd make a quick raid to fill a single cup and share it among a dozen kids.
There was no electricity in the school house so several people brought gas lamps from home. I can still hear the hissing noise of a dozen lamps burning.
Sometime during the evening, we'd go to the house where the newlyweds would live, to play some type of prank. It might be nothing more than soaping all the windows in the house, stuffing potatoes into the exhaust pipe of his truck and tractor, or tipping over the outhouse. One time we blocked him out of his barn by stacking two rows of square hay bales, floor to ceiling, inside the door. We had to do all the work inside the barn, then climb into the hay mow and ride a rope to the ground. The next day, he had to borrow a tall ladder from a neighbor to get into his barn.
When the newlyweds left the party, they had strings of cans tied to their car and a bunch of cars would follow, honking horns and making life miserable for them. If they went to their house, a bunch of cars would park outside and blow their horns, sometimes for an hour or more.
No television in those days, so we made our own entertainment.