Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happinessâ„¢ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitterâ„¢, the beer they named for Bob
bluebird of bitterness 
That’s true in so many cases and very sad. Merry Christmas.
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Oh, what a tear jerker!
Merry Christmas to you and yours. 🙂
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Heart strings seriously pulled.
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I can relate to this as this year – for various reasons – none of my children/grandchildren will be with us on Christmas day. I’m thankful for FB and cellphones so we can at least see one another though not in person.
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Out comes the tissue! It’s such a pity that so many people are alone at Christmas.
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All kinds of emotions.
Merry Christmas to you, Bluebird, and everyone else here! 🙂
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This is the first Christmas without my Mom. So very strange.
Speaking of estranged, I wonder if we’d have to pull a dirty trick like that to get my son and our grandkids to get back in touch with us.
Count your blessings.
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So sorry for your loss.
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ohhhðŸ˜
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I’m not sure how I feel about this one – Dad/Grampa should never have had to trick his family into coming. Why would he want to see them if they never make the time for him? Bah, humbug! 😀
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But, but. . . they’re BIZZZEEEEE! {eyeroll}
I quite agree with you.
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My best guess is that he felt the need to impress upon them the fact that he wouldn’t be around forever. It’s an easy thing for kids to forget.
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Can’t see my keyboard for my tears … bloody brilliant, Bob! 😀
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Oh my goodness! This is wonderful!
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