Rather than invade the privacy of my newly met distant relatives, I will show you some of my photos from the other parts of my trip.

I love stone structures!

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This was my only view of the blue ridges of the Blue Ridge Mountains.

This is the church where the family reunions used to be.  It has no air-conditioning, so now the family reunites in other places. Guess the younger folks aren’t quite as tough as Grandma’s generation. Grandma was very tough, and I aspire to be like her in that area!