The combined height of the men in my family is over ten stories. The women, fifteen. My family is what you would call large, but not close. Except when standing on each other's shoulders. We tried, in years past, family reunions, games at Christmas, & once my aunt started a phone tree that never made its way to me. Lately, I am greeted at the door with a drink & a reminder to remove my shoes. When you fly home, who picks you up from the airport?
Arthur
New York, NY
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