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So there was a big Ramey family reunion in Arizona.  My Grandad – who is a whoppin 90 years old – was playing host and I felt I had to be there. 

No one but Dar, Paul and Marie from my family new I was going so after a long couple of plane flights ( most of one I spent curled up in the steward jumper seat in the back …  yes, I felt sorry for myself at the time) I got to hotel where I thought everyone was….come to find out – after knocking on what I thought was my Aunt Anne's room and being greeted by someone decidedly not my aunt – everyone was in the hotel next door (I am blaming this on being delusional after the flights). 

Anyway, 15 minutes later I walk in the right room….SURPISE.  My sister's face said it all…and so began my Ramey Reunion Adventure.  Those were tears of joy people…..really!  Thanks for capturing it on film Uncle Bill!

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