One week after Russia the whole family got together again for none other than my brother Clinton's wedding. We were all still jet lagged, there were over 20 people sleeping in my parents' house, and it was lively and glorious.
I experienced a horde of emotions that day. Happy Clinton found someone wonderful, sad that that means I'm no longer his #1, relieved that there was air conditioning at the reception, fortunate that I could see so many old friends in one place, and excited that Clinton married a red head because he's always had major thing for them.
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Thanks cass! I felt the same way when you got married! Don't worry! We'll always be close
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