I am a part of the Sexton Family. My mother just so happens to have been born right there in Hendersonville.......the daughter of John W. and Nellie Davis Sexton. This was the first time I had ever visited my mother's birthplace. It was also the first time meeting the majority of the Sextons. Sure, there were some I had met before.......but I was just a small kid and could hardly remember them. And there were some cousins that I do remember and hadn't seen for about 42 years. It was wonderful to see and meet everyone there.
Naturally, if you are gonna have a get-together, you are gonna have to have some good eats along for consumption. Each of us was to bring some sort of "dish".......and since I had travelled all the way from Baltimore, it would have been difficult for me to bring something home-made. I opted to stop at a Kentucky Fried Chicken restaurant and get a large bucket of fried chicken.......I figured I couldn't go wrong with that choice.....hehehe. (and I was right......there wasn't even a bone left in the bucket.
I could not have imagined being there without my wife, "Supernurse". I am the luckiest man on the planet. And together, we have done more than our fair share of extending the Sexton lineage.....hehehe.
Gee........you just never know who those people are at those Orioles games......hehehe.