Yesterday Sadie and I attended our first ever Borden Family Reunion. Sadie is named after Sadie Lee Borden, my Great Grandmother. Sadie Lee was born in 1894, and she lived to be almost 100. She died when I was in 6th or 7th grade, but I have quite a few memories of spending time with her when I was little. She lived in a house with her sister, Helen; her daughter, Margie Russell; and her granddaughters, Margie Ann, Laurie (my mother), and Lyn. My generation knew her as “Uma,” which evolved from “Numother,” which evolved from “Other Mother.” (We have a family history of not raising our own children–a tradition that stops with my generation.) Sadie Lee was a bold, stubborn, feisty old woman. Sadie Diane has some big shoes to fill, but, from what we’ve seen from her so far, I believe she’s up to the task.
We had a good time at the reunion. There were a lot of people I had already met and remembered, but there were really a lot of family members I’d never met (but had heard countless stories about). It was good to put faces to names and hilarious stories. The stories about Little Ross (who is a grown man with grown sons, including one my age named Brooks) were the funniest–how he strangled a monkey, how he shot his cousin in the leg with an arrow, how he always said his cousins were “just girls.”
Getting to attend was really special for me. I don’t really interact with what little family I have on my Dad’s side. And, since moving in with my Aunt Margie and Uncle Gene, I’ve definitely been accepted by Uncle Gene’s family. But there’s definitely something about being surrounded by your “people.” A nice sense of connection. Looking around and seeing the commonalities in the faces, and knowing where mine fits. There’s talk of having it annually, and I hope we stick to it. I’d really like Sadie to be connected to this extended family of ours. It’ll be a lot of fun when she’s big enough to run around with her cousins.