12 Days of Mugger - Day 1 (Travel Day)

Families are like fudge ~ Mostly sweet with a few nuts

Our family is from humble roots. My Mom and Mugger’s Mom grew up on Stark Street in South Wilkes-Barre. What some people don’t know is that my Dad and Weiner grew up as next door neighbors on Horton Street a couple blocks away. In fact, I did a Google Earth search and their houses were only 500 yards apart. It’s just funny to think that our family originates from such a small little patch of the world. It doesn’t work that way these days. Today you get your family scattered all over the country like marbles on a tile floor.

In a couple hours I’ll be in a rental car driving through Boulder and into the Rocky Mountains to Estes Park. Over the course of the holiday weekend we’ll get to meet Michelle’s family and see the small patch of the world they call home.

I’ve known Michelle for two years already. I was there when she met the whole family.

It’s been interesting and fun watching her jump into the crazy pool that is our family. She’s moved from the shallow end to the deep end with ease. She now knows that when someone wants to play bean bags in the backyard, it’s likely to mean a double elimination round robin tournament. She knows that if you have tickets to a Penn State game, you will be going to that game even in hurricane weather.

Congratulations Mugger and Michelle. See you in the mountains for a killer party.

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