Every man sees in his relatives, and especially in his cousins, a series of grotesque caricatures of himself.

'A duck!... A baby duck.' (Squealing about a birthday card on her third birthday on Puerta Vallarta, Mexico.

'Daddy, there's Victor, only he has more white hairs now.' (about our neighbor 3 doors down who is a regular reader of McClelland Family.com)

'The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my family.'

'Families are about love overcoming emotional torture.'