Wayne and I spent the weekend in Colville, Washington,  for his family reunion.  We reconnected with aunts, uncles, cousins and more kids than we could count.  We realized that not only are we related by blood  to all these wonderful people, but many  are  also dear, dear friends.  We passed around photos from the reunions thirty and forty years ago, and I realized that Wayne and I haven’t really changed that much.  Okay, there’s less hair and more of us, but that seemed to be the way with everyone else, too.