Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2005/01/30
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]> > My father, God bless his soul, was adamant about conversation during dinner > in two ways. One, we were seen eating and kept our mouth shut! As in....yer > seen but not heard while the adults were doing their thing. But obviously if > spoken to you answered. But as dessert was being prepared we were into the > conversation and never thought of leaving the table until told we could and > or family things were done. My wife comes from a very large rural Southern family and I remember going to their family dinners about 6-8 times a year (hillidays and such). This was 30-40 years ago. There were so many people and kids that we ate in shifts, organized acording to a very rigid hiarachy. Oldest adult males ate first at the grownup's table in the dining room. The next shift was younger male relatives, and son's in law, but they still had to be adults. The women ate in the kitchen at one of the two kitchen tables according to the same age gradient. Children (any preadolescent) ate at the kid's table also in the kitchen in no particular order. I remember when I graduated to the first shift at the men's table. It took 15 years in the family and several deaths. By the time the meal was over, all of the family business was discussed and all world and reagonal affairs were settled. I did shoot some of them with a Leica ;-) JB