The second annual Moser Family Reunion has come and gone. We all packed up and went to Yellowstone this year. A few key players were M.I.A., Byrce being one of them, Dave and Jodie couldn't make it either. The rest the Moser crowd Mom and Dad, my brothers and sisters, their spouses and children were all there. Of course no family reunion or camping trip would be complete without a few disasters. Tim and Laura's tire blew up on the way there, Dad got lost at Old Faithful for a few hours causing mom to think he was dead in the parking lot somewhere having suffered from a stroke or heart attack, Sonora got sick (eventually the whole family was also afflicted), the neices and nephews took a few cheap shots at each other, our camp spot was so windy the tent blew inches above our heads all night long resulting in very little to no sleep, but overall no real damage done and we had a blast. I am so greatful to come from such a large, crazy, fun, group of people. Thanks for all the good times.
