Growing up I had cousins everywhere...in school, in catechism class, down the street, across town, in the next town over, in dance class...everywhere I went there were cousins. In summer we'd all be together at our grandma and grandpa's cottage at the lake, sometimes for a week at a time, sometimes for a weekend, sometimes just for a day.
We all grew up and left for college, for adventure, for military service, for jobs in the city, for a million different reasons and lost touch, even more so now that all our parents are gone. Drat.
There are some great memories of the times we all spent together.