I'm back in Chicago for a few days and tonight was my Grandparent's 50th wedding anniversary. It's hard to get all nine kids in the same room so when we do; a lot of pictures are taken.

Peggy (my aunt standing on the far right): Sarah we look great in that picture. It's too bad that when family photos are taken the people on the outsides always die first.

I kept reminding myself to ask my Grandma how Grandpa proposed, but every time I saw her she would grab my arm, making me spill half my drink on my hand, and pull me towards her friends.

Grandma: This is my granddaughter Sarah! The one that lives in Boston! Sarah this is (insert name here).

Immediately after this she would leave forcing me to have awkward conversations with people I didn't know. Almost all of the conversations were about Boston.