(Joe, I am stealing your flickr pics because I am too lazy to take photos myself!)
In trying to clutch at America I wound up flinging in tiny details willy-nilly, many of which only have meaning to myself and my family.
My mother's father, David McCutcheon, when he was a baby, with his mother, Florence Binford McCutcheon.
My father's Great-Grandmother, my Grandmother's Grandmother, Lalo.
Lalo's parents, my Great-Great-Great Grandparents, William Zachariah Mangum and Cornelia Elizabeth Mangum.
My Great-Grandmother and Great-Grandfather, my mother's Grandfather and Grandmother.
Some of the other details are pretty didactic and I was only willing to sneak them into an artwork when they were almost microscopically small.
My mom and dad playing ping-pong while my sister and I sit on our porch roof and pick apricots.
Okay, so, I want to wrap up this post by saying something sort of cheesy. I've spent most of my life not knowing a lot about my family history. I've only recently made a real effort to learn more about the people who came before me.
Likewise, it wasn't until a couple years ago that I started to have the courage to think of myself as a citizen of my country, and take responsibility for educating myself about politics and history and current events and the world. Unlike learning about my family, learning about my country is frequently a downer. I would much rather spend my time reading comics than listening to the news. But it is important to do.
I am wholeheartedly proud of my family. I can't always say the same for my country. But I love my both my family and my country anyway.
Please vote in the upcoming elections. Please learn about the candidates and what they stand for. That's all.