Had a wonderful day at the reunion. My last remaining great uncle was there (93). His mind is still sharp, in fact he yelled at me across the lawn. I didn’t see him sitting under the tent. He called me by a nickname I haven’t heard since I was 10, lol.
There were actually 5 seating areas. I went a little early and volunteered for elder duty at the big tent. Several of us pulled their cars up close to the tent, helped them get out, then parked their cars. A couple of my aunts had seating duty. Making sure all the family elders got seats and as much food as they wanted. Someone counted heads… 23 people over 80yrs attended. I was so busy I forgot to take pictures, only got a couple shots when I first got there.
Food… omg! There were 3 smoked boston butts, 4 big trays of crappie, 2 big trays of smoked chicken wings wrapped in bacon w/herbs and cream cheese, they were soooooo goooood! 2 cousins each brought a big tray of deviled eggs for me. At least that was what they claimed… lol. (there’s a rumor I like them)
There were 3, 10ft tables of side dishes and another for desserts. And 2 big coolers of fresh made lemonade, sort of a tradition. They make it in the coolers and use the drain as a pour spout.
Got to see lots of kin I haven’t seen in many years… so many of my cousins got old like me. I didn’t recognize any of their kids or grand kids. There was a hay ride for the little kids too.
The crowd was smaller than anticipated, never more than 70 folks at any given time. It lasted 5hrs. People would come, stay a couple hours, leave, then others would arrive. A revolving crowd.
No music… sad. I was the only picker who brought an instrument. But I left it covered with a blanket in my truck, had a feeling… I remember so many pickers at these reunions we had to split up into smaller groups.
Anyway, we had a wonderful day at the foot of the mountain… Sunny, beautiful blue sky, warm. Lots of memories...