It was a joyful day when the cousins finally met. We were all close in age—except for Jay, who was two years older than the rest of us. Richard was born in January, I came along in July, and Kit, the youngest, was born in August.
Our families traveled from California and Wisconsin to Spokane for that first reunion. It marked the beginning of a lasting bond between us, one nurtured by our remarkable mothers—Grace, Emily, and Jeanne. From that point on, they made sure we stayed connected. I was happy to have 2 girl cousins, Rinda and Janet, and my sister Evy born between 1945 and 1947. Last of all we had cousin Bobby, and my brothers Davy and Wayne born in the 50's.
Thanks to their dedication, we saw each other at least once a year. In between visits, letters and gifts kept our relationships strong. Their consistent efforts helped build a deep and lasting connection among us.
I believe what truly sustained our closeness was more than just our mothers' efforts—it was also the shared foundation of values we grew up with. Our Judeo-Christian upbringing gave us a common moral ground that shaped our lives and deepened our connection.
Looking back, I’m grateful for the love and intention that brought us together and kept us close. What began as a simple family visit became the foundation of lifelong relationships. The traditions, values, and memories we share continue to shape who we are today. And though time and distance may stretch between us now, the bond we built—rooted in family, faith, and the care of three devoted mothers—remains.
Here's to all moms on this special day.
Proverbs 31:26 She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.
