In April, my dad and his sister organized a family reunion of their families on Easter weekend. It’s strange to call it a family reunion because when we were kids our families frequently saw each other even though my aunt and her family lived in Georgia and we in Mississippi. My aunt, my uncle and their three daughters would visit Mississippi because that’s where my grandparents lived and where my aunt grew up. I remember those times fondly. We all stair stepped in age…my oldest brother, my oldest cousin, my middle brother, my middle cousin, me and then my younger cousin. We had not seen seem them all since my grandmother passed away several years ago and I was thrilled to be able to visit them with my family. I took lots of pictures and they are basically just snapshots but I felt this was too great not to share.