Random fact. My extended family is a little unusual in that people on both sides of the family married Caucasians. My mom’s aunt married a Caucasian and my dad’s uncle married a Caucasian. Random fact – each one of those couples had at least one child that attended Stanford. It’s pretty amazing, but I have 6 relatives that went to Stanford – 3 of my dad’s cousins, and 3 of my mom’s cousins. I’m the only one from my generation so far.

Anyway, we always went to my dad’s uncle’s place for Thanksgiving. And here’s the thing – I always called him Uncle (although he’s really my dad’s uncle), but her by her first name. I have no idea why that was. But on the other side of the family I always called him “Grandpa _____”. I dunno, it’s just weird.