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2009 Noah Roth Family Reunion

When I was a boy, we saw my father’s family several times every year. We lived down the road from his parents, so when my aunt or my uncle (or both!) took their families to visit grandma, we’d traipse down for a visit. Some of my best memories from childhood involved playing with my cousins. As adults, however, we all sort of drifted apart. For at least a decade, we didn’t see much of each other. Last weekend, we all gathered at my cousin Scott’s house in Shedd.

When I was a boy, we saw my father’s family several times every year. We lived down the road from his parents, so when my aunt or my uncle (or both!) took their families to visit grandma, we’d traipse down for a visit. Some of my best memories from childhood involved playing with my cousins. As adults, however, we all sort of drifted apart. For at least a decade, we didn’t see much of each other. Last weekend, we all gathered at my cousin Scott’s house in Shedd.

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