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We Are Family

Tuesday, August 5th, 2008

My noto­rious — for rea­sons unna­med and before my time — 91 year old great aunt hasn’t been out of her home over­loo­king the Hud­son River in years. She will is arrive here for an over­night stay tomo­rrow, a rest-stop while she waits for other family to take her visit her sis­ter — another great aunt of mine — in North Caro­lina. Due to health con­cerns on both sides it could be the last time the two sis­ters will see each other. A sad but neces­sary trip.

I am but the second stop of four. My great aunt doesn’t fly. Her jour­neys are in minus­cule inc­re­ments, solely by auto­mo­bile. The family is more than willing to faci­li­tate this ven­ture, wha­te­ver it entails. Choo­sing stops with easy high­way access got me pulled from the list for this one. Yes, my family is large and spread around the world, you can bet there are lists. A spreadsheet now I think.

I hear she doesn’t remem­ber things as well as she used to, and hasn’t been well. My cou­sin is sta­ying here as well, so I’m not going not be alone with her. She’s a funny women, she’s lived alone in her Hud­son River abode since the death of her hus­band many years ago, she has a cou­ple of chil­dren who visit her regu­larly and the cou­sin who is brin­ging her here is her grandchild, another grandchild will be pic­king her up and dri­ving her to Vir­gi­nia. Tomo­rrow eve­ning will be inte­res­ting. I have brought work home this after­noon, so I can start the clean up this joint. I am making sure there is not a lot of junk han­ging around to con­fuse her.

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On my way home I retur­ned two Natio­nal Geo­graphic maga­zi­nes to my doc­tors office. I wan­ted to aban­don the per­sis­tent fee­ling of if not guilt unea­si­ness I’ve felt ever since I inad­ver­tently left the last two issues in my shoul­der bag on the way out. Per­sia: Ancient Soul of Iran and The Virunga Gori­llas were of inte­rest to me, but I didn’t steal them. I honestly for­got they were in my bag which is where I put them when I left the wai­ting room to embark on the obli­ga­tory thirty minute wait in the doc­tors actual office.

The good news is they found some gori­llas, now my sug­ges­tion is leave them alone. Ebola is there for a rea­son, the curse pla­ced upon those who mess with the gorilla’s. Maybe, pos­sibly, not likely but worth considering?


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What a great body guard he’d make though.
He reminds me of my brother.

Peace