This weekend I’m going to a reunion of my Aunt Mary’s family, her kids and grandkids and great-grandkids. Aunt Mary passed away many years ago, and I wish I had paid more attention to her, but when you’re a snot-nosed punk kid, you think old folks will be around forever. Then all of a sudden, you realize you’re not far from being “old folks” yourself, and you start to pay attention (often too late) to the ones around you that are left.
I have two photos from the first of the reunions, from back in 1968 or ’69. The one this year should be neat, I’ll get to see family I haven’t seen in decades. Of course, half the time will be spent trying to (re-)learn peoples’ names, since we’ve all changed a bit down through the years, and my, um, something or other isn’t as good as it used to be! I don’t think…
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This is Aunt Mary and her kids, most of whom I know the names but not the faces to go with.