Ok so it wasn’t the CONTINENT exactly. It was however, a lot of states. Well, actually it was three states. Including the one we live in. We started with the Bradshaw Family reunion in Chateaugay on Saturday.
Since we’re out of vacation time, we didn’t leave until Saturday morning, and since our schedules have been insane, we didn’t start packing in earnest until Friday night. We finished late and got an early start, but weren’t at our best. I left my wallet at home. Beth missed an exit on the highway she NEVER misses. There was a fair amount of grouchiness on my part.
We got to the reunion three hours later than expected, but still had plenty of time to talk to aunts, uncles, first cousins, half-first cousins, second cousins, first cousins once-removed and all the spouses and significant others who have taken up with the clan. It’s a good sized family. The only flavor of cousin not represented were the Cassidys who are our first cousins on mom’s side and second cousins on dad’s side (no there’s nothing useemly going on there – our family tree DOES fork and no special dispensation was required from Rome).
Still – the cousins of my generation did have time to exchange stories about our time together as kids – like the time one of my cousins locked another cousin in dad’s feed storage bin (they both claim not to remember but I was there).
And Dan Sucato – about that little fact we discussed one day while getting the cows. I hope I didn’t scar you for life.
We had really only planned to stay for an hour or so, since we had to travel on to Fairlee, Vt for the next leg of the vacation, but we ended up staying for hours. The Petrashunes were incredibly hospitable as usual. We sat in their screened porch overlooking the lake as mid-afternoon stretched into later afternoon then into evening. It had been a cloudless day, with a light breeze. The sound of the lake lapping on shore just below us was better than a bottle of wine (or even a six pack of Genesee Cream Ale). I could feel my blood pressure (and my urge to get moving) drop to almost nothing.
We finally did the math and realized how late we’d be arriving, in VT, and reluctantly hit the road.