Uncle Nick is diabetic like my Dad, and his blood sugar went too low from all that exercise while moving so Dad gave him some soda and the sparkling cider we had in the van. His friends tried to tell him he was wobbling like he was drunk. Mom said diabetics get funny like that when their blood sugar goes low. Mom just kind of smiled and said she could tell me about all the funny things Dad used to do when his blood sugar would go low too, but that he hasn't had no funny stories in a long time.
So later on they went to dinner at Golden Corral. Mom said it was real good, and she could tell we were back in the south because she could have fried okra and some brussel sprouts. Oh and the other day she had grits for breakfast...that seemed to make her happy too.
So here is a picture of me with Uncle Nick and cousin Nick when we said goodbye at the restaraunt. Mom says that some of you are going to be shocked at how tall cousin Nick is...he's 6'1".
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