Here are a few pictures from the recent Alston reunion in Payson. I don’t really have anything eloquent to say about it, but only because my brain is barely functional these days.
Simon slept in the bathtub of our hotel room. We’ve got to make good use of the space, you know!
Swimming with cousins in the hotel pool.
We spent one afternoon at the Verde River, where I remember playing as a kid. The next generation jumped off the rocks, swung from the rope, and hunted for crawdads. Of course my dad was the first one all the way in the water. And fully clothed!
One of the highlights for me was sitting and listening to Uncle RT and Aunt Frankye, two of the “origional” siblings, sit and tell stories from their childhood. They talked about working long, hard days in the fields, and only getting to keep $.25 of their earnings each week. The rest went toward supporting the family! It made realize, again, that I really don’t require too much of my kids.