I am home from New Year's Day lunch at my cousin Debra's. In attendance were her husband Rob, her stepson Lee, her real son Chad, her grandson Wyatt, and her daughter Becky, son-in-law Evan and granddaughter Audrey James.
Lunch was baked ham, sweet potato souffle, collards, black-eyed peas and cornbread. That's Southern eatin', y'all.
I ate well. We had some really good discussion at the table.
One thing I learned, that I suspected, but had confirmed: No one in that family likes to read. It bores them to read.
I have to question my blood ties. I love to read, and so did my mother. My aunt read, too, but her children only read what they had to in school After, nothing new gets read. If it's made into a movie or mini-series, they prefer that.
Sigh.