after i moved to philadelphia [or maybe right before?!], my grandmom reminded me that my grandad's relatives live downtown. she mentioned i should look them up. i forgot about it.
until around christmas time, when grandmom sent me a note outlining the family history associated with the house downtown where some of grandad's relatives still live today. she gave me the address and suggested i send a note or give 'em a phone call. i forgot about it.
until this morning, when i was looking for something in a box under my bed and found grandmom's note. so i got a notecard and wrote a semi-awkward but semi-excited introduction to my great-cousin [??]. i put it in the mailbox and forgot about it.
until tonight when i was adventuring downtown with my friend jess. we ate dinner at a delicious mexican joint near penn's landing [sorta southeast philly] and then decided to take a scenic route home. i said "oh, lets just drive south for a while. then we can head west and hit broad street". she agreed. THEN i randomly decided to tell her the story of my relatives and how they live downtown in southwest philly.all of a sudden i'm to the end of the story and i look at the street sign and go "OH! this is the road! RITNER STREET!!!!"
we both semi-freaked out. she turned right. we drove for about 10 blocks. and i saw the house on ritner street with so much kelly family history.
wow. i.love.my.life.so.much.
