reunion

Today is a family reunion.

Miriam’s mom was one of 7, and decades ago they began this annual get together. To begin with many of the 7 would attend, then slowly and steadily the scythe guy reduced the number.

About as long as I can remember we have been going. Some years we could not make it, we were not there last year. The Uncles and Aunts, really wonderful, salt of the earth kind of people. Uncle Les was the mayor of his town for a long time, but the town was less than a thousand people. They were just good people.

Aunt Margie, the youngest, who looks so much like Miriam’s mom to be scary, is the only one left. Often she comes to the reunion, but not always.

Now it is cousins and 2nd and 3rd cousins. I have been part of this family for a LONG time and I am amazed at how few I can recognize! Miriam does better.

She enjoys talking to her extended family, and while it is not my favorite event, it is good for her and I will gladly attend on that basis.

Two of our daughters will be there, along with 5 or 6 grandkids so I can find all sorts of reasons to have a good time.

Captain Peter Coffin, in an effort to escape the Atlantic ocean, went west and I guess when he got to eastern Oregon it dawned on him that if he went too much further he would be at the Pacific ocean, so he stopped.

They lived up on Pumpkin Ridge, just past Summerville in the Grande Round Valley. Great place to live and raise kids.

Today the temps will be in the low 70’s, so we will take clothes suitable for cool to chilly temps. You never know. One year it rained hard!