August 9th, 2016



When I proposed having a party this summer to celebrate all the big events & milestones in our family, it never occurred to me how it might snowball. I persuaded my mom to let me invite the entire family, never suspecting that so many of them might actually come. I thought it would be like my plans for my 50th birthday trip with my friend Russell: all our family and friends would come...when in reality not even my brother could make it (we had a great time regardless). And we had a LOT to celebrate this year: big birthdays, graduations, anniversaries. We felt like the timing was right and apparently, so did many of my mom's relatives. Because my Uncle Sam wanted his ashes buried in Bad Axe, the site of my mom's family's origins, his sambo Joanne decided to hold a memorial service for him the day before our get-together. And my grandmother's 100th birthday fell the day after, so everything seemed to be lining up in perfect alliance.

Not EVERYONE was there, of course, even though at times it felt like it. After all, there are nearly 200 living members in my mom's family. Of the original 7 sisters and 2 brothers (one of whom was my grandfather), 2 didn't have children, but of the 7 who did, 6 of them were represented by descendants at our party. On Saturday, the big "reunion" day, we had almost 60 people in my mom's backyard. Not too shabby!

Three of the biggest reasons why the weekend was so great: my uncle Mike, my mom Linda, and my grandmother Bernice

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