Went to the Kimmons family reunion yesterday, but nobody named Kimmons showed up.
The only ones there who even used to be named Kimmons were my wife Honey, her sister Kim, and her aunt Jean.
That is not to say it was a small group – there was a good turnout – but the vast majority of attendees were descendants of Kimmons girls who married guys named Larry or Tommy Earnest, or Charlie Gordon.
On the sign-in table, there was a scrapbook with photos from the last Kimmons reunion, held at our house 21 years ago. Probably ought to hold these things a little more often if we really want to stay in touch.
It could be worse, though. There was a Couch family reunion this weekend as well. I don’t think I’ve been to one of those since I was twelve or thirteen.
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