Whilst cleaning out my bedroom closet, I happened across my mother’s “death box”. You know, that shoe box where all the obituaries, condolence cards, and such are kept. It was oddly not sad. Entertaining and informative was more like it. I saw people I didn’t know, ones I did, but was to small to remember all that well, and one cousin who left too soon (in her 40s). She was pictured with Robert Dinero…wah?! It goes to show, you just never know where in the world you have family, and what in the world they’re up to. Call a distant cousin today…I dare you!