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!
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!
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