The picnic started with my grandfather's generation. The Old Folks. Grandfather, Aunt Veve, Uncle George, Aunt Marie, Aunt Marguerite, Uncle Ernie... they are all gone now, but the tradition lives on. Their kids ("the cousins") are now "the old folks" and my generation is next in line to take it over when the old folks decide to pass on the reins.
The best part is seeing everyone together, passing along the tradition to the little ones. That's what family is about.
Some time in the future, these kids will be passing along the tradition to their kids...











No comments:
Post a Comment