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Anytime a holiday rolls around, I always think of my family.  Whether it be the 4th of July, Christmas or the approaching Memorial Day, I habitually give thought to the people I love during these fun seasons of the year.  I have immediate and extended family members in states all across America.  My family has at least one representative in every corner of the United States.  From aunts and uncles in Georgia, Colorado, Vermont and North Carolina to first cousins in Oregon, Wisconsin, Tennessee and Oklahoma, I always have a place to stay anytime I go traveling.  In fact, since I have so many relatives living in different locations, I more or less never am able to see each relative in the same location at the same time.  My grandparents usually end up scheduling family reunions about every two years, and they do a fantastic job of guilt tripping everyone into making the journey to their home in North Carolina.  I always try to make this trip, as I love to talk with everyone and find out all the new gossip.

My dad is a funny guy.

Family reunions with my relatives are a lot of fun.  My grandmother always cooks her best meal, my Uncle Bill brings a great bottle of wine for everyone to enjoy and my grandfather, once he has finished eating, tells stories about my dad and his brothers and sisters.  This time at the dinner table after the meal is over always lasts for hours, as each family member likes to chime in with his or her own account of what happened.  This is always my favorite part of the reunion because I always get to hear a new story about something embarassing that my dad did when he was a teenager.  The best story that my Uncle Jimmy tells is about the time my dad was supposed to wear a tuxedo to pick up his Aunt Sally from the church on her wedding day.   The way my uncle recalls the story is that Aunt Sally and her new husband John were exiting the church to get in the car having been married for all of ten minutes, and instead of their driver (my father) wearing the nice white tuxedo that Aunt Sally had picked out, he was instead wearing a full body gator costume complete with teeth and a scaled tail.  Needless to say, my Aunt Sally was not amused.  However, according to my uncle, the rest of the people at the wedding, though somewhat confused, could not stop laughing.  My dad is now a doctor and all of his years practicing medicine have humbled him, so I always let out a little chuckle everytime I think of him being such a trickster.

My grandmother always brings up a story about me at every reunion.

My grandmother is a sweet, sweet lady.  She loves to cook and always makes sure that everyone is happy and feels at home.  She also always brings up a story about the day that I was born.  I have heard this story so many times now that I feel like I can give a first person account of every detail about the day I was born.  She typically begins the story by describing the weather.  It was a steamy, hot Saturday and the sky looked like it was going to open up at any second throughout the day, though it never rained.  My grandmother’s reason for always telling the story is that my birthday is the same as that of my cousin Martha.  My parents were at Martha’s sixteenth birthday party when my mother said it was time to go to the hospital.  Martha was really excited to get a new cousin for her birthday that year.  In fact, Martha still lights up every time she hears my grandmother tell the story about our shared birthday.

I share my passion for reading using a metal business sign.

I’ve been in business for myself for almost ten years.  I run a bookstore on a busy street in New York City and I love being able to share my passion for reading with my customers.  When I started my business, I had no idea how I should spread the word in order to build a customer base with whom I could share my passion, as this was my first {experience owning a business}.  I talked to my friend Jack and he suggested that I create my own metal sign.  He told me he liked advertising with custom metal signs because they allowed him to be really creative.  I took his advice and designed a sandwich board style metal business sign to display on the sidewalk in front of my shop.  This metal sign was my first attempt at advertising my store, and I still use the metal sign today, ten years later. 

I always think about my custom metal sign whenever I’m at a family reunion.

I would imagine the reason I told you about my family reunions is because I compare my grandmother’s ability to recount the day I was born with my ability to recount the day I first started using metal signage to promote my business.  It was the first beautiful day in an April that had been unusually rainy and cold.  I had Pad Thai for dinner that night because there was a Thai eating place located next door to where I bought my sign.  I could keep going with my description of the day, but I’ll spare you the details that probably only I find interesting.  My custom metal sign has been with me through all of the trials and tribulations of owning my own business, and I’m happy to say that the sign is still with me today.