The Sunday between me turning 51 and niece Leigh turning 12 and we gathered at the folks' house for brunch. I always imagined that our family would be far flung, but although we have all been flung far, we were all flung to pretty much the same place. 3000 miles west of where we started back in Maine. Admittedly, Seattle was always out there calling to us.
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