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Voluble, gregarious, noisy, hilarious – the tribal gathering of Rob’s decibel-driven family in Saugatuck, on the Kalamazoo River just over a spit of land from Lake Michigan, was a memorable event, in many ways: four generations gathered together for the first time in seven or eight years; long-lost cousins emerging from the mists of time to rejoin the family fold; skeletons in the family closets rattling their inter-generational bones; deaths commemorated and loves and life celebrated; calories enough to fuel another US invasion in some poor benighted country; and at departure, hugs and affection in all directions.

There was general satisfaction, too, I can safely report, with the Rob and Glen show, departing shortly from Toronto for the next appearance, in London.