The best chicken is fried at home

Another reunion of my mother’s family, the McKenzies, has come and gone without incident — at least, nothing that couldn’t be fixed with Alka-Seltzer or a Band-Aid.

The usual reunion activities were being exercised in full. Food was eaten. Memories were shared. Small children were clucked over. Larger children were told not to run in the shelter house. Automobiles were compared. People were teased about their ages and waistlines. Relatives who did not attend were talked about.

In short, a good time was had by all, and refreshments were served, as they used to say in the hometown paper.

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