One of our favorite things to do on Saturday evenings is to watch British Comedies on our local PBS channel. We've done it for years. One of them is My Family. It's a totally disjointed, wild family. And that reminds me of my own. Easily. You see, we grew up in a conservative, quiet, what I thought was "normal" family in southwest Idaho during the 1960s-1980s. We went to church, had tons of family gatherings, and were what I'd call a fairly close-knit family unit. But it has occurred to me throughout the years as I've aged that we had our fair share of fruitcakes in the family (me being just one of the many):
*At least one gay.
*Someone involved in the pornographic industry (I think).
*Many divorced couples.
*Numerous children out of wedlock.
*Catholics marrying Protestants.
*Yankees marrying Southerners.
*More than a few living together while not being married.
*Several with mental illness.
*Lots of drug users.
*More than our share of alcoholics.
*Gay haters -- well, they don't like us very well.
*Some did time in jail.
*Power of Pride stickers on cars.
*N.R.A. stickers on cars.
*H.R.C. stickers on cars.
*Native American Indian lineage.
*Folks having sex with other family members.
*And even someone who participated in several armed robberies.
Yeah, it's basically just been another typical American family. Full of fun and games. I think we were a little more screwed up than I'd always thought growing up.