Our annual journey to the Sirna family reunion was a little longer than usual. Typically, we have the reunion at Rocky Gap State Park in Maryland, but this year’s coordinator lives in the beautiful, quiet (and remote) town of Rock Hall, MD.
Mom, Doug, my grandmother and I made the journey to Rock Hall in my little Toyota, and got in town just in time for an all-you-can-eat crab feast.
This year, we are lucky enough for there to be two pig roasts.
Usually, we only have one (or 1/2 of one, as we experienced in the past), but this year, Skivvy is getting married so we get to celebrate twice.
The first pig roast of the year, you always know the night got really, really interesting when your digital camera contains photos like this the next day:
I was dreading the search for Marriage License Applications, but it they weren’t as bad as I thought they’d be.
My parents and grandparents’ certificates were easy. I called the circuit courts/county clerks of both Allegheny County, MD and Mineral County, WV. All I had to do was write them a letter with what I wanted, drop in a check ($5.50 for MD, $6.00 for WV), and mail it off.
The big news of the week on the dual-citizenship front is the that my shotgunning approach worked; I have finally received a copy of Sam’s birth certificate from Naso, Italy.
If you already didn’t have a sense of Italian bureaucracy, this will give you a good hint. This uber-official birth certificate is all handwritten:
This happened by mistake.
I was asked for input on making a “page of photos” for the Heron. I had assumed without asking for confirmation that “page of photos” meant a webpage. I was incorrect, turns out that some people still like holding a photo in their hands.
It is 3 days of camping, music and love. It is a journey away from routine. It is the event my friends and I look forward to the most every year.
It’s the Great Blue Heron Music Festival in Sherman, NY. You may have heard me mention it a few times.