NO KIDS…FEW COUSINS…NO PROBLEM!

NO KIDS…FEW COUSINS…NO PROBLEM!

That old country song describes

A place to meet other “tribes”…

Our relatives rarely

Face us squarely,

Or with us imbibe.

We have to travel up there,

Into the high mountain air…

So relatives see

Us locally,

Getting up from their easy chair.

My side are nearly gone,

We’ve rarely gotten along….

Just now and then,

We’ll act like friends,

Our messages rarely are long.

–Jonathan Caswell

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