Gosh, I have a huge family. Both my parents had five brothers and sisters, so I have a small army of first cousins. Many of them have kids. I need a chart just to keep track of second cousins. The family roots in Wisconsin go back to territorial days, which is difficult to do unless you're of French or Native American descent. My family chose the difficult, stubborn, German route. The Danes came later, and the guys named Carlos somewhat after that. I have gone to Packer bars around the country and randomly found unsuspecting relatives.
There's the feast, and the Detroit game, and then sixteen hours of night. I brought some Proust, but I probably will pick on my sister's fiancé. My dad once made him eat a bug. We like him.
I have to get some Korbel brandy, for the old-fashioneds. (They taste worse with fancier brandy; there's been some coevolution between distilling and mixology.) Though my generation does the Jägermeister shots too.
My earliest territory relatives were the Scots, and some ended up as neighbors to John Muir's family (though he came after statehood). Portage is an interesting area.
Wish you could get down here for the Lombardi play. Say hello to your family for me.
Posted by: Carrie | November 22, 2007 at 08:17 PM
this will be brief, as i weave from wifi to wifi on the interstate. Happy thanksgiving to everyone.
Posted by: Francis burdett | November 22, 2007 at 10:20 PM
oh, but I never knew you are native american! happy thanksgiving, then, thank god for your people!!
Posted by: lala | November 23, 2007 at 09:39 PM