Last weekend my little brother Sam married his beautiful Katie. He married into a tremendous family, the Marshalls. Here we are all gathered on Katie's parents' porch after the ceremony. The Marshalls are clearly a closely knit family, and I enjoyed watching the ease with which both our families shared the work and celebrated together. They love Sam and we love Katie. They didn't just marry each other, they married the families.
The way our family celebrates, mourns, and connects is through music. My uncles Paul and Tony and my aunt Helen sang a song for Sam and Katie to start off the festivities at the reception/music festival on Saturday. There were many musicians at the festival and there was gypsy swing, Dixieland style jazz, and lots of our family's brand of folk music. We played and sang into the night.
It was wonderful to introduce Ellie to the family. She had a great time playing with Grampy, flying around the house and getting horsey rides on his knee. She got passed from lap to lap and had a great time with everyone.
The time went all too fast. It already seems like an age since we've been home. I get all nostalgic every time I'm back home in Grand Rapids and I hope we make it back to visit again very soon.