The Great-Grands

My cousins (8, down to 6 this time) have big, boistrous, loving reunions. This time it was held in Oregon, so we were invited. Here is the eldest, at 83, surrounded by her great-grand children. Another of the cousins is trying to photo bomb the picture-taking there in the upper right corner. I've known and loved this family all my life, but how do we love and yet end up so opposed in our views? Everyone kept it cool and nothing was said about politics. I had a gratifying time.