Back from the lakes
My parents and I spent a week at a cabin on a lake with my mother's sister and brother. My aunt has gone an entire week without picking any political arguments. Whew! She did complain that her grandson had graduated from a high school that was 1/3 white, 1/3 black, and 1/3 Hispanic, but when we did not share her horror she didn't continue that topic. I'm not sure why my father needed to bring four tackle boxes and three guitars, but at least we played some decent chess. My father, mother, and aunt played a little bridge when the weather was too rough for fishing. My uncle pretty much only came up for the fishing, making three trips a day, each 2-3 hours long, until the weather clouded up. When everyone else went with him, I either played on the computer or read books.