Yesterday I got a chance to hang out with my Ukrainian cousins and their friends. Given that my dad is mentally long gone and my grandparents, aunties and uncles have passed on, they're really the only Ukie influence left in my life (if you don't count the Mad Heads as an influence. They're more like a drug. Although I guess that's where they get the phrase "under the influence", eh? OK, so we're just excepting them for now).
It was a delight to see them. They're on their way to Idaho, Yellowstone and the Tetons next. We all posed for a group photo. Unfortunately my sister wasn't able to make it.
From left to right: Ilya, Halya, me, Genia (my first cousin twice removed), my mom (a total non-Ukrainian, through no fault of her own), Ira (my second cousin once removed), Danny and Slavik.
