All In The Family

I grew up in a large family.  My mother had 6 children.  But that was at the end of the boomer cycle.  Today, large families are unusual.  Case in point:  I have one son.  He is almost 40 years younger than I am.  

At this time, my son works as a department manager at a local grocery store.  He opted to spend some time in the Marines, after which he decided that collage was not for him.  He's smart enough that he could have followed my career path in Engineering or Computers, but he figured that piling up $100K in student loan debt didn't make any sense.

Last Friday, I celebrated my 66th birthday with dinner at a local resteraunt.  I was fortunately that my son agreed to come to dinner, and even better, he finally introduced his girl friend to us (he had only told us her name a couple of months ago).  Yes, they, my wife and I had a good time at dinner, but the important thing is that we got to meet his girl friend.  Hallelujah!  She's a keeper.  There is finally hope that the family line will continue.  Ok, even if he doesn't get married and have a family, the family name will not die out.  My brother has at least one boy.  

Yes, there's more to the family that me, my wife, and my son. I also have a step-daughter from my wife's first marraige.  In addition to my brother and his kids, I have two living sisters, each with kids.  I am the oldest.  That makes me the patriarch of our little family... my parents having passed away before I ever got married.  Sure I have in-laws: my wife's mom and her husband, her sister, and her (e)stranged brother, as well as their kids (two and at least three, respectively).  Not a huge number of people, but respectable.

When I was young, family was a more important part of our life.  My brother and sisters (four initially) lived fairly close to my grandparents (mom's side), as well as her Aunt and Uncle and their three boys.  Times have changed.  How, the family is scattered to the wind.  We live in North Carolina.  My brother hails from Missouri.  One sister lives in Alaska, with the other having spent the last few years in China.  There's a neice and nephew as well.  My wife's family is similarly spread out, hailing from North Dakota, California, and Alabama.  Being so far apart, there is no incentive to make physical visits, and not much to make frequent calls.  Sad in one way, but that is family life in the early 21st Century.


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