My mom hosted a party for herself this past Saturday. You see, all of her children have now graduated from high school. She is "done raising children." Her words, not mine. I just rolled my eyes when she said that. The house was jam packed with family and friends. Aunts, Uncles and cousins I haven't seen for years dropped by to say hello and have a hamburger. It was such a good time. I wish I had taken pictures. Unfortunately, I was too happy to think of that. :)
Uncle Butch had all of us cousins gathered around while he told stories about my Grandpa and our Montana family. I don't remember what he was telling us, something to do with my grandpa's tough demeanor and strength. My Aunt Marj piped in to say "Well, my favorite was when Hal was walking around the house grumbling about his skivvies bothering him. Remember? He reached into his pants and ripped them right off his body!"
Tall tale? Somehow, knowing my dad and uncles, I believe every word.
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