The rehearsal dinner, hosted by my sister Libba and her husband Simon, offered us a rare glimpse of the groom and bride to be, my nephew Jason and Liz, his intended, above. They had a million things to do preparing for the wedding, the logistics of which were insanely complicated on an island in Maine accessible only by boat.

I got to hang out briefly with my great-nephew Jackson, above, who sat in my lap only because he was distracted by the recent gift of a toy truck from his grandmother, to replace a party favor he had graciously shared with another child, who promptly lost it. Toy vehicles of any kind send Jackson into paroxysms of joy.

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