Thanks, Family!

My uncle died on Monday night. 

My mother is the oldest of seven. This is the first of her siblings to die. 

It has been very difficult for me. For them. For us as a family.

I am related to a bunch of assholes. They would not disagree with this. In fact, I think we are collectively pretty proud of our status as assholes. We are rowdy and loud and know how to throw a party at any given moment. We are opinionated and stubborn and can be big bullies.

Growing up in a large family with a large profile and big personalities was not always easy. Having so many people with so many opinions can be a challenge. There are always too many chefs and not enough indians.

But when the chips are down, these people are my foundation. They are who I am. They are in my cells.

How lucky we all are to love and be loved so fiercely. 

We are so lucky to have loved and be loved by you, Mike.

I am lucky this group of assholes belong to me and I belong to them.

See you all tomorrow. Make sure the beer is cold.