When I was younger I hated going to weddings. It seemed that all of my aunts and the grandmotherly types used to come up to me, poking me in the ribs and cackling, "You're next."
They stopped that after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.
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Taken from "Missing Links: RootsWeb's Genealogy Journal", Vol. 6, No. 14, 4 April 2001
Thanks to James Boyce of Geneva, Switzerland for sharing this childhood memory.