Hard to get your mind around, isn't it?
I'm #19 of those 66 cousins. Top twenty, baby. And this past weekend, in celebration of my Uncle Brian's Golden Jubilee of his Ordination, 46 of the 62 living members of Generation 2 -- plus a whole lotta fabulous spouses and kids -- joined our parents -- the 10 living members of Generation 2 and their spouses -- for an epic Flatley Family Love Fest in Boston.
As my cousin Sheila summarized, "Saturday night we took over a bar, Sunday we took over a church, and Sunday night we took over a house."
We are a force to be reckoned with, we Flatleys. Because not only are we big in number, we are big in personality. We are big in voice. We are big in Life.
What would we do without our fabulous spouses?
The next day was all about Uncle Brian.
This photo of Mom and me was stolen from Mary Mac's Chris, as are these:
Who, us? Why, certainly you can take our photo!
Chris was the Man, getting so many photos of so many families. He has posted them for all to see and Facebook has been a pure delight these last few days. Mistah and I, on the other hand, spent most of our time yakking instead of snapping but believe me, you beautiful cousins of mine, your gorgeous visages are burned into my memory forever.
Or something like that.
What a Day -- what a Couple of Days -- it was. And really, it all belonged to this crew . . .
Congrats, our singular and inimitable Uncle Brian.
Love you Big, my Big Flatley Family.