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Unfortunately, I haven't received a lot of Bosworth individual shots, yet, so I feel it's a bit strange to give the sort of in-depth analysis that I have on my other relatives without even a closeup shot so you can "meet" them.  (I'll fix it later if I get any more.)  But the Bosworths are my stepfather's family.  Here's a quick idea, left to right:

Uncle Vinnie and Aunt Peggy.  I used to go over to their house for Thanksgiving & setch and play with their kids.  Unfortunately, of the entire wedding guest list they probably got the least attention from any of the bridal party, for which I do feel guilty since they're good folk.  I'll have to make that up on my next wedding.  (g)

Margaret Bosworth, a.k.a. "Mrs. B".  She's the grandparent of the family and my stepsiblings and I used to spend every Sunday over at her place, playing in her backyard and in the woods nearby.  Those are some of my fondest memories — that, and the pressure cooker she used.  I never knew anyone else who ever used one.  She's also a very religious woman and plays organ at the church, which is really cool by my lights.

My Stepsister June.  I wish I had an individual shot of her since she helped out so much.  The first of the family to get married, she's easygoing and cares about people a lot — I mean, she's a social worker, for God's sake.  She married a great guy named Mike, who is also a drummer, and now they live way the heck out in California, which my mother loves because Mike's family owns a winery and she can get smashed all the time when she visits her daughter.  She put all the plants behind the porch, making it look really nice, and gussied up a lot in other ways.  I felt bad that I didn't get to speak to her much during the wedding, what with all the helter-skelter and whatnot.

Hot Babe Bride, Sorta Chunky Groom, Mother in a Hot Red Dress, Bruce In A Striped Blue Shirt:  See the first page.  My mother and stepfather.   If you don't know the bride or groom, why the heck are you here, dude?

My Stepbrother Adam and Erycka Bosworth.  Adam and I travelled in parallel circles in high school, which means that the youngest of my friends circulated with the oldest of his friends.  Which means that the both of us probably have more dirt on each other than we realize, but we can leave it at that.  They have their own picture below, which I think I took.

Uncle Barry and Aunt Judy.  Just fun people to be with, they both have a great sense of humor and Judy always lightens up a room.  Much like Vinnie and Peggy I didn't get much of a chance to hang with them either, but Gin says she spoke with Judy for awhile.  Good.  They're worth knowing.  Judy I actually do have a picture of, but it's the ugliest picture I've ever seen of her and I refuse to inflict it upon her.  Close relatives may email me and request a picture for blackmail, though.  

AdamAndErycka.jpg (11509 bytes) Now isn't this a nice shot?  These two were the second to get married, I being the oldest and therefore the last, and they had a memorable "King Arthur"-style wedding with everyone in the wedding party wearing medieval costumes.   I myself also took up the cause, simply because I couldn't resist the opportunity to wear gold lame at a wedding.  We briefly flirted with the idea of a Star Wars wedding, but realized that it entailed putting my uncle in either a Han Solo costume, or — as was more likely — a Chewbacca outfit, and we liked him too much to do that to him.
Goldla-me.jpg (18745 bytes) See what I looked like?  Whee!