Well, my sister, Jamie, did participate in a civil conversation for at least ten minutes with the relative of my choice. I even began the topic of conversation with a comment about the proposed volunteer army to guard our southern border. Unfortunately, I had not factored in the new boyfriend, who acted as buffer and novel eye candy; the talky-talky aunt, who steered the conversation back to herself; or the interesting cousin, who squeezed in a story about a white tiger she once saw in the basement of a tattoo parlor after being almost crushed by a Mack truck.
Thinking back on it - I'm saddened that we only have this reunion once a year. There's soooo much I don't know about people in my family tree. But, perhaps that's for the best.
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