Saturday we went up to the Reed Family cabin in Brighton for the first ever Reed Family reunion. It was an absolutely gorgeous day and we loved the drive up Big Cottonwood Canyon. There was not a cloud in the sky and the leaves are just beginning to change colors.
We were all there because my great-uncle Chick asked to have a family reunion for his birthday this year. He just turned 88, and I think he really enjoyed seeing the family all together like this.
It's funny. My family has always been super close with the extended family on my mom's side, but I've never met anyone outside of my cousins and aunts and uncles on my dad's side. So quite a few people who were there I'd never met before. It was great to meet people and learn more about them, as well as about my Grandpa, Uncle Chick and their two brothers. They lived through the Roaring 20s, lived through the Great Depression and they all served in World War II. We saw pictures of all of them and we listened to Uncle Chick tell stories about what life was like for all of them.
We got a picture of everyone who came. Maybe, someday, our own posterity will look at it the way we looked at pictures of our own ancestors. Maybe we'll tell stories of what life was like for us.
My cousin Ashley and I are only six months apart. She got back from her mission to Romania two days before Soren was born, so we haven't really spent much time together in the past few years. Back in our little girl days we used to play on this rock outside the cabin, pretending we were mermaids or eating otter pops. The aspen trees have overgrown it now that it's had years of disuse, but we were happy to remember the good times we had there.
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