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SUMMER’S HERE, AND IT’S FAMILY REUNION TIME<br />
aga<strong>in</strong> <strong>in</strong> Zion, which <strong>is</strong> one of the th<strong>in</strong>gs I like least<br />
about be<strong>in</strong>g a Mormon. I know I should be more charitable<br />
toward people who like family reunions; but you see, I<br />
was ra<strong>is</strong>ed Catholic, and <strong>for</strong> us, a family reunion <strong>is</strong>n’t <strong>in</strong> full<br />
sw<strong>in</strong>g until someone <strong>is</strong> drunk and yell<strong>in</strong>g, or drunk and<br />
cry<strong>in</strong>g, usually both.<br />
On the other hand, reunions with my wife’s Mormon family<br />
(complete with their handcart pedigree) don’t get <strong>in</strong>to full<br />
sw<strong>in</strong>g until someone has wept through a testimony on the<br />
power of hav<strong>in</strong>g good roommates, per<strong>for</strong>med “I Am a Child of<br />
God” on an autoharp, or blasted h<strong>is</strong> tw<strong>in</strong> brother <strong>in</strong> the face<br />
with hornet spray. Sometimes, when we’re lucky, we can get all<br />
three happen<strong>in</strong>g at once. And I would be ly<strong>in</strong>g if I didn’t admit<br />
some pleasure <strong>in</strong> a comb<strong>in</strong>ation like that.<br />
I guess s<strong>in</strong>ce I’m be<strong>in</strong>g honest I should admit that I keep<br />
busy <strong>in</strong> the summers so I’ll have a legitimate excuse <strong>for</strong> begg<strong>in</strong>g<br />
out of reunions. I know that families can be together <strong>for</strong>ever,<br />
even though I jo<strong>in</strong>ed the Church n<strong>in</strong>e years after Primary<br />
would have been an option. But just because families can be<br />
together doesn’t mean that they should or that they’ll enjoy it.<br />
I’ll be the first to admit that I’m k<strong>in</strong>d of Scroogey about that.<br />
Normally <strong>in</strong> my role as the snotty Engl<strong>is</strong>h professor, I huddle<br />
together with my cronies <strong>in</strong> the hallway and natter along about<br />
Michael Moore films, xeric garden<strong>in</strong>g, Walter Benjam<strong>in</strong>/Pater/<br />
Whitman/Cronkite, or laugh at jokes with punch l<strong>in</strong>es like,<br />
“With vice-presidents like that, who needs enemies?” But<br />
dur<strong>in</strong>g a family reunion, I’m relegated to conversations about<br />
th<strong>in</strong>gs like, well . . . Sponge Bob.<br />
Back when I was a greenhorn <strong>in</strong> the family, I got a lot of<br />
“Oh, you’re a writer—I just love Ender’s Game. Orson Scott<br />
Card <strong>is</strong> my favorite,” or “The boys are read<strong>in</strong>g the Nephites <strong>in</strong><br />
Tenn<strong>is</strong> Shoes books right now, and I can’t get them to go to<br />
sleep at night,” or “Maybe you could read over th<strong>is</strong> piece I’m<br />
work<strong>in</strong>g on <strong>for</strong> the Ensign. It’s about my s<strong>is</strong>ter’s home teacher<br />
who blessed away her goiter.”<br />
Typically these encounters would trigger my head-nodd<strong>in</strong>g<br />
mechan<strong>is</strong>m and make me utter someth<strong>in</strong>g like: “Scott Card,<br />
yes. He lives <strong>in</strong> North Carol<strong>in</strong>a, I believe.”<br />
I have tried to read some of Card’s work, just to have someth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
to talk about at these th<strong>in</strong>gs, but I can’t br<strong>in</strong>g myself to<br />
get past the first page. Once I fool<strong>is</strong>hly said, “I taught Stan<strong>is</strong>law<br />
Lem’s Solar<strong>is</strong> th<strong>is</strong> fall <strong>in</strong> my Intro to Lit class.” At that po<strong>in</strong>t, the<br />
cous<strong>in</strong> I was talk<strong>in</strong>g to excused himself to get seconds. I don’t<br />
blame him. After all, I did say, “Stan<strong>is</strong>law,” which sounds a lot<br />
like “coleslaw.”<br />
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