I can recall back in yesteryears how our family would gather and the women would cook a feast for dinner as we called it, it was actually lunch, and the aunts, uncles, and cousins would mingle.  Children were not allowed in adult conversations.  We all were blessed to be chockablock as a family.  Then in later years, we began to spread out due to job requirements, and many other reasons.  Death of Grandparents really broke our gathering up, we had no source of unity after that.  The chockablock moved to other centers of unity and the whole was broken. \

Families, remember, unity, and be blessed.